As the day goes by rapidly, my life withers away slowly. The stronghold of hope that I found and befriended years ago is no longer hope full and friendly. As the day goes by, I am left to ponder my worth in this world we shared together. A world full of hope yet I felt hopeless. As our world dies of hope, I go along with it.
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Author:
Zero (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 13th, 2022 06:13
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Now, this is sad.
I think this happens in life, what was once the norm, suddenly changes, and we get a bit lost. Hopefully good times ahead.
I appreciate you being able to distinguish the relatability of the poem.
Wow. What a message. Really encapsulates despair so splendidly. I love your style of poetry and this message is so stripped from any "filters" or "front" and is straight to the point. Kudos to you! 💖✨
I truly appreciate such affectionate and tender-hearted words you’ve graced upon me. As a newly developed poet, I humbly accept such comments as a strongly built surface road for my journey. Thank you once again.
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