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Apr 2015
Am I going somewhere, or is this the end of my road,
I wish I could tell you because I really don't know.
I'll be 19 this Sunday, that's well over 6 thousand days here on planet earth.
But what good is it doing anybody if the last 3 years was up and down from high on life to heartless hurt.

So I ask, what Am I doing? honestly I want to know...
I don't want to be here and have nothing to show.
I mean, I write and appreciate every single person that takes time to read
I play guitar and draw, but what does it all mean?

I guess if I'm asking these questions then I'm close to the answer, more so than I may think...
NeroameeAlucard
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NeroameeAlucard  Chicago Illinois
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