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BlueAliceOasis May 2015
Pain, pain.
Shame, shame.
Why can't we all be friends?
Sorrow, sorrow.
Fear, fear.
Why am I so afraid?
A people hating its own
So much hate, pain, fear.
Why?
Why can't we just be at peace?
You can never truly win.
Your negatives will always outweigh
The positives.
True happiness is nonexistent.
Why? Why?
Why can't  we reason together?
Sit and drink tea together?
Why all the schisms and hypocrisy
And hatred? Bias?
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
What is my existence?
Do I mean anything to anyone?
What?
Why?
BlueAliceOasis May 2015
Trying to find my way.
Summer nights.
It is still not the same.
BlueAliceOasis May 2015
Is this The End?
Because if so,
I'm sorry.
That Paradise
Was Lost.





The End to all
Our Hopes
And Dreams.
The End
To all Our
Faith.
We've Lost
Heaven.
So I'm sorry.
BlueAliceOasis May 2015
I can't sleep.
I can't dream.

No longer
Can I discern Reality
From Fantasy.

I thought I was healing, but
I guess not.

I don't know who I am anymore.

— The End —