There are times when I'm just a shell
When I do not feel anything for anyone
All I feel is hollow and bruised
Used up and misused
Forced to be someone I don't want to be
Have I failed somehow or someway
Will the weight of today finally pull me down
Into the depths of despair
Where I am alone
Except for my rage.
1 comment:
Shay I really like this poem a lot. It is very real in a way. You have a lot of good thoughts in your head for poetry keep writing it is intriguing and wonderful to read!!!
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