Sunday

Zack.

Mind- blank

chest- pain

hope- faint;

Regret a past,

uncertain fate;

Imagine great things,

yet somehow never happen;

Reflect what was done,

nothing seems to come;

Down goes the sun,

another day awaits;

So much ambition,

so little incentive;

Now wait,

re-enter the state;

Many obstacles ahead,

hopeless alone in bed;

 

Mind- blank

 

 

  • Author: Zack (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 7th, 2017 22:40
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 27
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Comments4

  • LML

    Sounds like my Monday's. Good write

    • Zack.

      thanks.

    • SoulTuesday

      I vibe with that

    • orchidee

      Thoughtful write.

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      WLECOME Z ~ Thanks for youfirst poem ~ excellent deserves an "A" ! When I was a TEEN my grades went up and down with my moods. Writing Poetry is cathartic and releases inner creativity. Although all my poems were ACROSTICS it did improve my grades because my Tutor was an ACROSTOPHLIE ! I love the angst in your poem ~ it means you are purging your mind ! I can relate to the final doublet ! "Many obstacles ahead ~ hopeless alone in bed !" Thanks for sharing ~ Please check my Poems ~ Yours BRIAN



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