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Why Is Life So Full of Such Hurt and So Many Lies

Why is life so full of such hurt and so many lies? How come every time I get hurt or a lie follows it or how come I even get lied to? I always end up getting hurt repeatedly, and honestly no one cares because to them I'm a nobody that feels hurt only for attention, but really that's not the truth. I feel the pain and hurt from every lie that's been lied, from every tear that drops and from every drop of blood that bleeds. To me and my world there's no such things as "happiness" anymore. Every time I tend to seek "happiness" my dark mind and negative behavior has a tendency to make it run off and never come back. At my attempts of looking for "happiness" again and again and again was of no avail, a task in vain, because the darkness inside me is giving in and feeding my dead and dark soul on the inside and I am here oblivious to ignoring it, and to not do anything about it because what's the point anymore what's the point of trying when everyone and even I know I'm not going to get anywhere and be happy. All I really want to do now is nothing and be myself again: a dark, empty, low-life, pointless, and an uninteresting person the rest of my life.

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Date: 6/14/2016 7:05:00 AM
Seems to be a gloomy write but this must be a great one. Keep on writing, Rocky. ;) Life is too short to confine oneself into sort of dreadful thoughts...
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Date: 6/8/2016 1:26:00 AM
i wish i knew, good poem. skat
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Date: 6/6/2016 10:58:00 PM
Wow, Rocky, life goes on with or without us. Looking for happiness can be defeating. Sometimes its little things in life that can make one smile, like watching a random act of kindness...or, lol, finger paints can make you smile. When one smiles at life, like buying the neighbor kid a hula hoop and whating them try...those little smiles inside blossom and I bet happiness will find you :) Thank you for sharing your poem!
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