Disheartened...


How do you grow up?
Each day you wake with confusion,
Paranoia and distress.
Constant worry and overthinking.
Torn between your priorities,
Always sure to disappoint.
By now, your dreams are dissipating.
Your hopes are diluting.
And pain is your oldest friend.
Everyone around you is happy
But you.
Your juvenile tears roll down
and bear no meaning.
Each day your life is more cruel 
than the day before.
We try and try
To wear a weary smile
when our souls are trapped in agony.
You drag your feet behind you.
No longer do you wish to pull through.
But you do it anyways.
Repeatedly you remind yourself
you cannot go lower than this.
Only to find out that...
Life is an abyss with no end,
No limit to pain or sorrow
Or happiness or hope.
It's just a plane...
Where you fight to survive.
And in the end,
We all digress and rot
From the inside- out.


Comments

  1. UnknownNovember 26, 2019 at 6:27 PM



    You paint with words a vivid feeling of the trials of life. All to relatable at different times in my life. I like how you include the endless opposites of sorrow and hope.

    Life is an abyss with no end,

    No limit to pain or sorrow

    Or happiness or hope.

    It's just a plane...

    Where you fight to survive.

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  2. UnknownNovember 26, 2019 at 6:28 PM

    Above was me, Jade from Lehi, Utah, USA. I think author of the poem is very insightful and a nice person.

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  3. UnknownDecember 26, 2019 at 2:12 PM

    Enjoy reading your work. Thank you for sharing.

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  4. BanJanuary 12, 2020 at 6:18 AM

    Love this piece.. keep it up.

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  5. BanJanuary 12, 2020 at 6:18 AM

    Love this piece.. keep it up.

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