Untitled

By RottenDreams01

The hope I once held to
The smile that felt so true
And the dreams that sparked the ember in my heart

Wasted days, wasted years
Nothing but uncertainty remains
With nothing more and nothing less,
here I lay a broken mess

Even though the fears remain
And the tears of pain I cry each day,
From wasted days and wasted years

Silently I mourn the agony of regret,
wishing to extinguish this dreadfulness I've been left with
To no avail and with nothing else left

Dreams I held, felt and cared
Have vanished in the end
What felt so true and so alive
Has rotten in a void filled of despair within my heart

For now, I am torn apart
Lost in a sea of doubts without an aim in life
Perhaps as the lonesome nights pass by
And each bright day shines down upon me
The thoughts will subside, and the fire will reignite.

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Copyright 2022 RottenDreams01
Published on Thursday, July 7, 2022.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • lupus tenebrae On Wednesday, July 20, 2022, lupus tenebrae (870)By person wrote:

    Such a familiar feeling, a way to reignite our fire and find meaning again. It’s tough, braving the darkness. A hard hitting and raw piece. I hope you find your fire too. Scholar

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