its a poem of how i feel when no ones there for me which is alot lately
Am I Alive or Am I dead, My greatest Regrets repeating in my head,
Feeling so empty and cold, Like a puddle of my own blood , Forming the Sillihoute of a mold, Wondering if I'll ever be missed, Trapped in my own darkness, Lost to the lucidity of my mind, The depression, A war in time, Counting down days left of my life line, Lost in all these silly rhymes, Trying to breathe, but no longer living, Lost all hope, Lost all meaning, Confused with what is real, Saying grace at my meal, Counting down the seconds to death,
Watching in hell,
As they put me to rest, For a final time i will cry, Right before,
That's really sad. But unfortunately so true. If people would show each other that they actually care, depression might not happen.
I am so sorry about you feeling sad. Just mail me whenever you want to if you need help. :) I'm here.
Lost all hope,
Lost all meaning,
Confused with what is real,
Saying grace at my meal,
Counting down the seconds to death, Watching in hell as they put me to rest,
For a final time i will cry,
Right before i get put to rest as i die.
sorry that was more than I thought it was but there is like no mistakes and the rhythum and rhyme is awsome
It was a depressing read, and it flowed smoothly. Although, consider putting thel lines into stanzas? It would make it easier to read and the rhymes more defined.
very sad... like no-one cares about you at all... but you've found some people that do care... and you seem like a diff person because of the new people in your life jessy....excelent work...
I wish I could read this, with a flow! It sounds so good! If you put this piece into stanza's and gave it a flow, a reading shape it would be much more enjoyable to read.
Depression can be a hard demon to control. If we allow the misery of life to take over. Hard to find the right path again. With age and wisdom. We learn to lose the mistakes and go forward with a hopeful heart and mind. I like the strong language in this poem. A excellent poem.
Coyote