I thought,
I would be happy,
By now.
Why am I not happy?
Is something not good enough?
Is something not strong enough?
I thought,
I would have love,
By now.
Why don't I?
Am I not good enough?
Am I not strong enough?
I thought,
I would have a spark,
By now.
Why is it barely glowing?
Is it not good enough?
Am I not strong enough?
Why is it all still cold?
Why is it all still broken?
Why is it all still so lonely?
Why is my last hope,
Still so weak?
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Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
