Something is wrong in my head
I cannot get out of bed.
I feel a hollow beat in my chest from a tired heart.
If there is no one left for me then where do I start?
Where do I start to accept my fate of never finding my soulmate?
How do I get rid of the longing for a connection of something more?
Seems to everyone I am just a chore.
The last on the list.
Not worth the fight or a kiss.
Everywhere I turn I am reminded of my unimportance.
No one needs me but myself.
And I can't seem to even do that right.
I guess instead of fight I will just take flight; into my dark shadows of the night.
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Author:
Libby Lane (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 28th, 2022 10:04
- Comment from author about the poem: Originally written November 5th, 2022
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
"No one needs me but myself.
And I can't seem to even do that right."
Those lines are beautiful. I feel those through my very bones. If you ever need to talk or have someone to share your words with I'm here. Thank you for sharing.
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