Lost.

By ashley

I'm hiding things. 

From my closest friends. 

My mind is going back down the wrong road. 

I feel alone. 

All the f*****g time. 

And it's s**t. 

But my issues aren't anything. 

I'm more worried about my friends. 

I want to make them happy. 

I want to do what I can to help. 

But I have to remind myself. 

I can only do so much. 

But I'm having trouble seeing that. 

Because all I can think about right now. 

Is how I can just vanish. 

What can I do to just be gone? 

But I know that wont work. 

Because people will stop me. 

Because. 

I guess. 

I'm important enough to care about... 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Being young is hard. A thousand decisions to make. I raised four kids. My youngest is sixteen. I told my kids. Enjoy life, test many things, travel, dance and sing. Old age will come. You will work for 50 years or more. Good to care for friends. You are important. Just need to find your place and dreams. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem. Made me think this morning.
Coyote

[Kitten]

Thank yew.

[NibbleLove]

I can relate to this. Really good poem :)

[Kitten]

Thanks.

[Bound In Red]

And you always will be important ash. I know you can pull yourself out of this ash. We are all here to help you.