I try to sleep a little
But my precognition is such a riddle
What does it mean–
The painful scene of the future
I may never see?
This lifetime is mine,
But at the same time,
Experimentation is quite a crime
Falling in love, testing the ropes,
On the island of isolation on which
I'm alone.
And yet,
I'm not alone;
There are people all over the shore,
More than I thought there would be...
They're all breathing, but
They're grieving
For the lives they might never complete
Because defeat
Is what they've accepted
And the hopelessness around them
Is infectious.
Though we're all connected through DNA,
We still can't cope because something tells us
We're alone
And hope seems so far away
When you're alone
The island's population fluctuates
But a few like me are in for a permanent stay.
Do they fight their minds or have they forgotten
That a dark night
Always precedes the day?
Author's Note: Dedicated to @charliesaints16 for his awesome poetry, and for his compliments on my poetry. 😄 Thanks, Charlie.
To all the people like me who suffer from anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts, low self-esteem, or any other mental condition where you feel like you're all alone. Hang in there. ❤️❤️❤️
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