I'm pretty sure we've all given up on hope.A Poem by poisoned_lungs
I've always preferred the dark.
And I still do. But I've lost the light in my life, leaving it hard for me to see anything. It's like trying to see into a dark room without a flash light. I entered this dark room alone, leaving my loved ones outside the door. It seemed like an adventure at first, but it's getting darker and darker. Actually, the light I once saw has now completely disappeard. And I'm left clueless on how to get out. I'm just walking in circles. I use to hope that one day the light would reappear, leading me out. I hoped that everyone would be waiting for me at the end. I hoped that maybe someone would try to find me. I'm pretty sure we've all given up on hope. © 2014 poisoned_lungsFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorpoisoned_lungsChicago, ILAboutOf many things lost, my thoughts are one of few things left. more..Writing
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