What reason is left for me to live
Do I have any meaning in this thing called life
All there is for me to do now is just survive
Hoping I resist the urge to cut with a knife
Everyday depression visits me
Everyday no one is able to see
All the problems I have to face
All these thoughts in my mind just race
When you look me in the eyes
All you see is a dark abyss of emptiness
Where not the slightest light can arise
Just signs of my deep loneliness
Now I walk a lonely path
Just waiting out life's wrath
Hoping one day I can walk freely
Being able to live everyday carefree
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My poems :]
This is my journal of original poems
Aiming for 100 of them! :]
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