Destined to be DepressedA Poem by TaleshaBeing happy seems like a task. In my youth,there were issues, But I was happy. Now life is as bad as it can be. I recollect to prom, Leaving the movies with my friends- Frantic headline of an eminent storm. I recollect to when Paul was alive, Exhilarated by the premier of fast five. Fast franchise,where most of my happiness is derived. I was happy at that time, Hopeful,perhaps even carefree. I had contact with people that mattered to me. Life now has to much strife. I desire happiness,I yearn peace, As it turns good,shortly,it begins to cease. Is it my thoughts? Destined to be in pain? til I am covered wrapped in a morgue? With soft silk cloth?
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3 Reviews Added on January 16, 2014 Last Updated on January 16, 2014 AuthorTaleshaCaribbean, Trinidad and TobagoAboutAbout me? Well,I dream about love,curious about life after death.I have visions of a future that I'm not sure will ever happen,but I dream of them anyway.I have been broken-heartened,by my own blood a.. more..Writing
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