• potatoo 18w

    I feel lost,
    Lost in this damned world.
    Is this my mind playing games with me?
    Or is my existence really absurd?
    I find myself,
    Walking by these streets of lie(s)
    It's always dark out here
    Crowded,
    but still not a single soul to hear me cry


    I can't see, nor can I hear
    The lies of reassurance is what I fear
    I can't see, I've lost every hope to live
    The last flashes before my death
    Seems like the only way to relive.

    Yes I am lost in this damned world,
    But i don't see myself
    trying even a bit to get out
    The depth of darkness,
    Makes me see no light
    I've forgotten the warmth
    of any sunshine
    Sometimes, I do try to scream
    And cry out loud
    But the silence,
    It never fails to leave me alone,
    It never fails to remind me,
    That I'm alone.

    And,
    I find myself,
    Living in this curse,
    Unable to emphasize my pain
    Through any poem or a verse.

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    the silence,
    It never fails to leave me alone,
    It never fails to remind me,
    That I'm alone.
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