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It's so hard to stand,
firmly on your own two feet.
When you're pushed and shoved,
knocked completely off balance,
by every person you meet.
Where did your dreams go?
Did they expire over time,
or hide in your mind.
Tomorrow's meaning.
Something you look forward to.
Or yesterday's mask.
I cannot save you.
From you or anyone else.
I can't jump through hoops.
Will it ever be,
I have a beautiful day,
alone, to myelf.
Am I here for a purpose?

Do I really have a reason to be?

Why can't I see it?

Why doesn't it call me?
The house feels so empty
Now that you’re gone
Each room feels vacant and lonely

I have no more friends here
Now that you’re gone
And I will miss you terribly
You just don't get it.
You never say you're sorry.
Even when you're wrong.
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