Struggling


I don't feel the same anymore, life seems pointless-
What even is the goal in this world?
I feel reduced to a little girl, one who played pretend and fantasized.
I feel really small, unable to even make a sound.
I cry, but only I can hear myself; the pain is crisp and clear,
It digs into my flesh and burrows inside my chest,
Slowly overtaking my bones. Too much pain lingers here...
Here? Am I alive anymore?
Breathing is hard, living is hard; I struggle to maintain composure.
Nobody even understands this world I live in-
They tell me to forget and move on.

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