A Sad Poem
Sadness consumes my soul
Like ivy growing on an old building
Slowly devouring any beauty
Anyone might have ever seen
All the hope I have ever had
Slowly fades away each day,
Like paint on a decrepit house
Peeling from all the harsh weather it has endured.
I wake up each morning feeling
Like there is nothing left to live for
Wondering what is wrong with me
Wondering why no one wants to love me.
If I am so great,
Why am I so lonely?
If I am such a wonderful person,
Why doesn’t anyone want to be with me?
Happiness is a feeling long forgotten,
Replace by a daily plague of depression.
Negativity is the locust of my life
Anguish is abundant and all I know.
I cover myself with a façade of joy
Masking the true feeling of desolation.
I don the aroma of bliss
To distract from my natural scent of despondency.
How did it come to this?
Where did I go wrong?
Why am I so sad?
When will it change?
I hate the way I feel,
I hate hiding my sorrow.
I hate feeling helpless,
I hate knowing no one wants to love me.
Copyright © Blaine Anderson | Year Posted 2010
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