Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get out of this ditch or did the whole world ditch me?
I'm that one girl on the back of the milk cartons, the one who went missing.
Now I'm a mystery, a cold case that's bound to go frozen.
My heart is broken and I'm dead inside, but when my fate comes I'll be awoken.
I lost all hope since I watched the world become a better place without me.
I lost all faith when I screamed to be saved but I was left drowning.
And I think I'll live forever because the time goes by so slow when there are no surroundings.
But if only I could die, maybe decades later they could say they've found me.
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Comments3
We have certainly found you within your words. You are not dead inside as we would not be reading this good poem.
Deep and dark. I enjoyed it.
Well written and expressed Great write
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