I just want to get up one morning,
And realize all of this was a prolonged dream.
Sometimes I get this hollow feeling,
A feeling that everything is wrong, when nothing is.
There are days when I want to cry in pain,
But there's no reason to do it at all.
I want to simply die;
The unanswered question is 'Why?'
I want to get up and be useful,
But I know I'm not and that makes me beat myself up.
Am I only crying for attention?
Or does this feeling have something true to it.
I honestly am frustrated right now;
Frustrated with myself, with life, with everything.
I want to vent it out somewhere, but where?
Stop labeling me a 'baby' or a 'bitch'.
Please someone, end this torment.
Please someone, take me away.
I'm scared, I don't know why;
But I don't want to live this way.
I hope one day, someone will fill this hollow space,
Till then I'm just going to wait for them.
But how will I know whom to trust,
With all this paranoia?
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LIFE IN VERSE
PoetryEverything in this world is sugar-coated. At first glance, we all see only the beauty, the beauty in the lie. But slowly, this sugar melts and that's when the truth hits us. Raw and bitter. Hard to face. We feel like running away. Giving up. But we...
