I wonder what the future holds for me
With this life of solitude I have chosen for myself
The hard decisions I’m making
Who are they even for
They aren’t for me or my friends or my family
Just going through the motions of life
I suppose
Absent of mind
Devoid of love
No reason to exist
I guess I’m just here
Quelling the surges of emotion rising to the surface
Offering my soul to keep them quiet
Fading to nothing in the process
My family and friends will be better off without me
A waste of time and a waste of space with no where to go
The road in front of me is dead and grey
I could probably change that but…
I think I have become complacent with my dreary existence
This is what I deserve for all the wrong I have done
So I’ll just sit here and wait for the end
I suppose
- Author: DeathInGrey ( Offline)
- Published: September 28th, 2016 20:29
- Category: Sad
- Views: 16
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