I won't be on on weekends or in the summer.
Why am I even here.
No one needs me.
I am just a waste of their time.
I don't need anyone.
I been like this for my whole life.
Why am I even still alive.
People won't care if I'm gone.
What if I told you about seeing dandelion seeds.
What would you think?
You probably won't think that it's the end.
You probably will think about the dandelion seeds to grow more flowers.
I am telling you I can't go on for much longer.
Life is just so exhausting.
No one understands what I am feeling.
If you did, you won't want me.
In fact, Nobody wants me.
Life is so lonely.
Why won't anyone agree with me.
I try to be okay but I can't.
My depression is getting the best of me.
I just want to feel like I matter.
If I don't then who am I in this world.
I don't even belong here.
I just want to go.
Maybe I can go with the dandelion seeds.
No one will even notice that I am gone.
I'm nobody. No one cares.
I just don't want to feel like this.
Why does life have to be sad as fuck.
I guess I'll get on drugs and drink alcohol.
Just something to get my mind off of the pain.
I might also take a lot of hits off of a vape.
I mean vapes are good.
Especially the mixed berry flavor.
Why can't I feel like I matter?
How am I still so sad.
My secrets are getting harder to keep.
Why can't I be okay.
I would do anything to be okay.
Goodbye Cruel world.
I don't belong to you.
I never has.
Goodbye Fucking world.
Goodbye fucking life.
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Author:
Abby Rose Wise (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 24th, 2023 10:35
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
I felt this so much. I often feel like I can’t be happy. I wrote a poem similar to yours but it won’t be uploaded until tomorrow. I just want you to know that you are not alone and to not give up.
Hey Abby. I felt this 😢. I hope to read a sober happy/blissful poem from you real soon.😁Love yourself♥️
I will try to hang in there LonelyDove. Thank you for reading this.
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If this is how you really feel you need help.So see a doctor today.
I have a therapist and I see a doctor for my depressant meds. The meds just don"t work I got tired of telling the doctor about it.
Hi dear poet-keep expressing your feelings in your poetry-I hope that you also connect with someone or something everyday. I love that you like to help others and I am sure you are involved in things helpful.
Thank you. I'll try.
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