Many nights I sit and cry.
So many things rushing through my mind, it's as if I'm alive but not living.
I ask myself so many questions
But the main one is why .
Why has life been so cruel ?
What did I do to deserve this?
Why do I feel so alone?
This feelings I have that no one understands....
I reach out, but everyone turns their back...
I'm getting so tired.
Tired of being alive but having no place where I belong.
It takes a lot of hope to try and stay strong.
But that's hard to sustain when you're surrounded by so many wrong things that have been done to you
That you just start losing everything, you just stop being true.
What is one supposed to do?
Continue on, move on, act as if everything is perfect ?
Live in denial?
I really have no idea that's why I cry
Sometimes wishing to die .
Life gets so hard, but I'm still holding on.
YOU ARE READING
Survival
Non-FictionJust my thoughts and poems that get inspired by my own life or those around me. check it out please! (: