I HATE THAT I AM LONELY
Just when I'm about to get used,
I become confused
What would be an adaptation
Stays with me as my only consolation
Loneliness is a killer
Like a horror in a thriller
I want them,they don't want me
I don't want them,they want me
Surviving has become a hustle
I get tossed around,like in a circle.
Maybe,I'm yet to accept the fact
But it's impossible when I'm still trapped
Fixing myeself,fighting my battles
Inspiring myself,more like turtles.
Don't say you need me,that you want me
I'd reciprocate only if I were free.
I'm the black sheep in riddles
The sweet vinegar soaking pickels;
The more I appear,the less you see me
You want to meet me always where I can not be.
Earth is hard
Life is sad
To death,I'd give in for adoption
But quitting has never been a better option
Maybe,I should be like them
Them, to whom change is a game.
Maybe,I should take in my fate
It will never be real if I play it fake.
Loneliness is a killer
Link Me up with the healer.
Copyright © Ampurire Anitah | Year Posted 2024
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