Life Un-lived

Laying in my bed

The sound of the world

Bearing down on me.

Nothing is as it should be.

How did it get like this?

The beginning was so assuring 

Fresh with life,

Dwelling in faith

Boundless desires

All of creation before me.

But now...

Unfulfilled promises,

Ambitions defeated

Before even taking off.

Hope lays in ruin,

Peace just a fading prayer

Shattered dreams are all I have left.

So much time wasted

With mundane tasks, 

Nothing ever changing.

A life un-lived.

Worthless.

Barren.

Shameful.

Me.

Reviews

[Nath]

I'd consider it quite complete as it is.
I think everybody knows the feeling of missed chances and hopelessness, when the future appears bleak because the past has already gone by and opportunities then have not been seized, resulting in options not being available now.
That there have been things we didn't do, but should have done, in retrospect.
I believe that we shouldn't dwell on inglorious pasts and focus on the present, on living the now, so we can say we lived later.
It's never too late to change the future, even though we cannot alter what has and hasn't been done.
But as endless possibilities of how to shape tomorrow lie before us, we are free to pick whichever we like.
You've got a true talent for describing depressing scenarios, and I like the way your words flow freely, like thoughts.

[Rebel Angel]

I think its perfectly done! Its great, i think every person once feels like this and you make it sound so sad and hopeless that you hit it perfectly i think its great!

[HopelesslyDevoted]

Actually I think its fine just the way it is. this is a fantastic poem!

[Dream Weaver]

Such a dreary but incredible write...
Gives one a feeling of hopelessness
suffercating the life right out of you.