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Spadille Aug 2020
I can do things but it can never be as good as others
Compare me with them, you'd be disappointed
My works and skills were always average
I am best at nothing

Questions fill my head
And self doubt consumes me
I can't seem to find my passion
Or maybe I lost it
Might contain some grammatical errors, English is not my first language. I'm open for corrections and constructive criticism, It will help me improve.
Spadille Aug 2020
A penny for your thoughts, he asked
It's a wasteland here
And I don't want it to be discussed
For you can not bear
It will stay masked

I don't want to overwhelm
And leave your mouth agape
By the things I would tell
Things that can frustrate
Might contain some grammatical errors, English is not my first language, I'm open for corrections and constructive criticism
Spadille Aug 2020
I vividly remember the day we brought you home
And the ecstasy I felt

We would always play
I'd pet you endlessly
I grew up with you by my side

Things changed and I have regrets
Time passed by, we grew older
Time flew by us
And the next thing I knew,
You have already bid farewell

I can never forget
You are embedded in my soul
You've been the best
You can now rest
Might contain some grammatical errors, English is not my first language. I'm open for corrections and constructive criticism, it will help me improve.
Spadille Aug 2020
I longed for someone to talk to
As my mind is filled with worries,
But there is nothing new.
It has always been like this,
And I eventually got used to it.
But it doesn't mean I'm not tired of it

I try to vent out but I remember I only have myself
All of this is bottled inside of me,
And I fear that I might explode
Nobody knows what I am going through, For I am forsaken

Everynight I battle with my demons,
And it whispers into my ear
Reminding me that I am desolated
No one to guide me.
No one to scream my frustrations to
No shoulder to cry on

And as the night deepens, as the air gets colder.
I find myself getting lost into the abyss
Frightened by the darkness
Praying for a miracle
Might contain some grammatical errors, English is not my first language. I'm open for corrections and constructive criticism, it will help me improve.
Spadille Aug 2020
I found a way to temporarily quell my raging thoughts
I have made my own little world that I have full control of
I daydream of things that bring me happiness
It is my Utopia, it is where I can find euphoria
It is a falsehood I tell myself

An escape from reality
A breath of fresh air, the daylight in my darkest night
A safe haven I made for myself
A detachment from my problems
A fantasy where I am fine
Might contain some grammatical errors, English is not my first language. I'm open for corrections and constructive criticism, It will help me improve

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