Lost Faith
we walk with empty souls
as the earth gets cold
why do we not believe any more
like the paradise in us
seems to be just dust
like the creations of man
all is a theory which is place in our hands
why is happiness never at the end
why do obstacles and objects
seem to be barriers and borders to success
happiness
all a dream concept
why dont we believe in our selves
like the lifeless
loveless
soulless doll
who cant walk or talk at all
with out having second thoughts of who will mock her in all
it is not gender based
depression is not only a women's thing
cause men go down the same road too
sometimes even more horrible than expected
why dont we believe at all
cause i know i walk
soulless in the cold breezy windy storm
trying to find the light so i can get home
we must learn to accept or else we will regret
not meeting those true friends and loved once
which we need to get
Copyright © Dylan Manassian | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment