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Sadness

Oh, how life is a mess,
All we do is fuss.
Because this life is wild,
crazy and sad.
I have nothing
To show, for my 
time on this earth.
So busy all the time,
But I never have fun,
Always stuck in this house,
like a prisoner in a cell.
what a sad depressing life. 
I want to change,
But don’t seem to know how.
For the loneliness has become
Such a bad habit.
I want to scream until
I can no longer breathe.
Because that may seem better 
Than this world where
I don’t even love myself.
I try and try. 
But all I do is cry and wish
I could be different.
A different person, 
A different life,
A different era. 
A different world.
All I want is to love myself for who I am.

Copyright © Jessie Melanson | Year Posted 2015

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Faraz Ajmal Date: 4/7/2018 1:34:00 PM It s another beautiful poem of yours, you seewhwn we think that nobody loves us and started to feel lonely alone, sad, that s beginning of depression, we can change our lives, it only takes a step, do whatever makes you pleased, but always remember that this life is a test, our purpose is to do good deeds and make God pleased, to earn salvation so that we might be in heaven, and that life is full of happiness, always remember God loves you and He has planned way better things for you Login to Reply

Kp Nunez Date: 2/21/2015 10:01:00 PM You did something today though, reach out by expressing what's inside of you. That's a very good start, where emotions and art, can make a big difference in our world of sadness toward a better, brighter, livelier self. Beautiful write, beautiful you. HUgs and smiles from the thousand isles. :D Kim Login to Reply