Hopeless

I wake up all alone
With a sense of loneliness
You've never known
I take my time with things I do
I do almost nothing then I'm through
All day long I slowly kill myself
And hide my feelings away on a shelf
I have nothing to do but fantasize
Of my other lives, in other times
Regret, sadness, peace and happiness
Everything in the past
I've been through the worst and the best
But my good times abruptly crashed
When I realized that nothing lasts
Except for memories and unrequited love
It's all I have left and what I think of
How did I get this pathetic and weak?
When did I forget how to laugh or even speak?
Everyday is the same monotonous shit
And people are stupid enough to think I like it
If they could see me just three years ago
It would change what they think they know
And at night, I go to bed alone
With no one to love, and no one to hold

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Petra320
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Joined: 07/12/2010

Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339