Sunday, November 17, 2019

POETRY RANT - HOPELESS SITUATIONS


Why do I consume myself
With hopeless situations 
That causes nothing but death
Where A piece of me dies
Each time I lie here by myself
Swallowed in my thoughts
Again, again and again
A fault that hurts and at times
I really wonder, why
Again, again and fucking again
Yet here I am again
Funny how this is my grave
I must be brave or afraid
Not sure which one it is anymore
But I keep going and smile
Because I'm told to smile
But I don't want to smile
As the inside does not smile
Not sure why
I will rather be crying
But here I am trying to smile.


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