Almost HopelessA Poem by Tessa***
I'm not ready yet
I'm too in denial I'm not ready yet To put my life on trial They said I was a force of nature Like a stone floating in the wind But it seems I'm just a piece of paper And my weakness will always be my biggest sin If living in doubt is a crime I've been a convict for the longest of time I want the joy of a life worth living And maybe if I tried, that would be just the beginning But I can't seem to take the first step So in my bed of unhappiness I might always rest
© 2018 TessaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on October 6, 2018 Last Updated on October 6, 2018 Tags: mental health, mental illness, depression, sadness, lost, sad, searching, hope Author
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