At this point, I don't really know what to say
I hope I start making sense again
I hope everything changes to what it's supposed to be
I hope to get away from these shadows.
I wish for my miracle day to come
I wish for the hope I need to go on
I wish to stop wishing
I am tired of the disappointment that follows.
Everyone knows the feeling of being alone in a room full of people
A room full of your dearest friends and family, yet all seem strangers
Like I am sitting far far away
I don't know them
I don't recognize them
I don't understand them, anymore.
Nothing they do make any sense
And I sit there amused by what they are doing
My mind is at whole different set of frequency which doesn't match their's.
That's how I start feeling when world stop making sense
I start questioning everyone's existence
I start questioning my own
A dark veil shadows everything bright
There seems to be no light
No one exists in my world anymore
Everything is BLACK.
YOU ARE READING
Sad poems
诗歌Sadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.
