Why do I bother?

By Morgoth

   Why do I bother getting up in the morning?
   Is it from misguided sense of duty?
   Is it because I tell myself I have to?
   Or perhaps it is the vicious cycle that is my life...

   I get out of bed to meet people... Always looking, looking for people, people who I think care about me, that understand me, that love me.
   Maybe today I'll score, get lucky, maybe I'll find someone...
   Probably not.

   Some people say I'm intelligent, well its a curse... I remember everything.
   So why do I bother.

   I wish I could forget all the people I've loved, who loved me back... for a short time.
   They moved on, they forgot, I'm still here, stuck with my memories, willing to take any of you back in a heartbeat because even though you all stabbed me in the back, I still love you.

   Why do I bother with the pain and the sorrow, all it brings is a fresh set of memories to bring me down and make me cry at night.
   Another unforgotten face that will haunt my dreams and keep me from my sleep.

   Maybe I'm better off to stop looking, to stay alone because I always do better alone.
   Yet I still get out of bed and keep on trying but the real question is...

   Why do I bother?

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Published on Wednesday, January 19, 2011. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

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Comments on "Why do I bother?"

On Tuesday, May 23, 2017, Sidanne (29) wrote:

Excellent conversational tone, catchy title whose premise instantly grabs and holds the reader. Anticipating with pleasure devouring more and more and MORE of your work. I'm glad you bothered.
On Sunday, December 22, 2013, soul_versing (774) wrote:

You never give up because you have a soul. despite making yourself believe that you are better off alone; which of course, is not true! No one deserves to suffer, nor fall victim to isolation of their absolute self. From what I have read of you, you are an absolutely beautiful person... Inside-out. Tis, "truer than true." Dr. Seuss ;) lol. Now, I want some green eggs and ham. Bows-
On Thursday, November 29, 2012, Killerdemonchick (53) wrote:

Such emotion. Well done. I sometimes ask myself why do i bother. I can never find the answer
On Friday, December 16, 2011, Ladyhawke (392) wrote:

I still come back and read your poetry. All the time. "I get out of bed to meet people... Always looking, looking for people, people who I think care about me, that understand me, that love me. Maybe today I'll score, get lucky, maybe I'll find someone... Probably not." Son.......you found me.
A former member wrote: Because it's the possibility of finding someone who will understand us and love us unconditionally; they are so close but so far away. It's sad and so true - it's a question I ask myself often. P.S. you're not alone, if you need something just ask
On Monday, January 24, 2011, Ladyhawke (392) wrote:

Thats so sad. . . Feelings i totally understand. Having to forget those you once knew and loved, and loved you back, but then they left. Masterpiece in every way, for it shows you real emotion, not fake or a facade of emotions, but real, raw feeling. Loved it;)