I used to care
Loved to share
Passion? There was plenty
Now everything feels empty
Why is life so deadly?
Feeding myself to the grief
To the sadness, the belief
That I will never feel relief
Not be able to get some peace
With myself and my life
So close to using that knife
Will the pain set me free?
What do others see in me?
Am I blind?
OK, rewind
Loving people all around
Heartwarming and kind
Even got my dream job signed
So where is my satisfaction?
Spiraling down
Unable to move
Nothing left to prove
Leaving all hope to drown
In my head's toxic town
That I poisoned on my own
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Author:
Melancholia (
Offline) - Published: February 22nd, 2025 08:52
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
To each sad element there is a positive. Balance is a rule of the universe. A lovely write with a sense of balance, past and present what was and is. Love and apathy very nicely written
This a lovely write being positive about sad occurances and how over time it balances it's self out,a lovely read
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