It's all gone.
Where'd it go?
I don't know, I say.
Because I don't.
Where's our happy girl? They ask.
Not here, I say.
My happiness
My hope
My trust
My love
All gone.
Once again, with trust lost and feelings hurt
What small hope I had left,
Is buried further in the dirt.
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Poems of life
PoetryThese are some poems I wrote at 1am out of boredom. Most of which are sad or depressing, but they're filled with meaning. If you understand these poems because of personal experience, I'm sorry you do.
