Fighting

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In every day... i yearn for happiness,
In every night... i'm dying in my own sadness.
My only friend was darkness,
And its created by my weaknesses.

I long for a genuine smile,
I desired to sincerely laugh.
But i couldn't do it,
I should not do it.

Because my desire is just a disappointment,
Because others think that it's not an accomplishment.
Therefore, i conclude that i'd never succeed.

But i have to decide for myself,
And i have to stand on my knees.
But my lips didn't speak,
My mind is a robotic piece of shit.

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