Poem No. 34
For me,
Happiness is such a big word.
For me,
Happiness can feel even in a small thing in this world.
But happiness is not for all person,
And I belong to those who doesn't deserves the word happiness.
Sadness is in the air that I breathe,
It's shattered all over the place I used to live.
I don't know if I can still called this home.
I don't know if I can still live in this atmosphere anymore.
Even though my family is always there for me.
Even though my friends is always there to comfort me.
I feel alone.
It's just me and me.
No one can heal me.
No one can make me feel secure.
Suicidal is not my thing.
Suicidal is the least thing I will ever do.
I live my life even though I'm not happy.
I live my life even though I go crazy.
My hands are trembling,
My head is spinning.
I feel dizzy,
All I want to do is to sleep.
I want to rest,
I'm too tired from problems.
I want to be happy,
But I know I can't...
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PoetryShort poems. Random topics. This poems are my point of view in life. Maybe this is not the best poetry book that you've been read. But I'll make sure that every poems of mine will leave you an impact, not just in your mind but also in the deepest pa...
