Hope is a meaningless word
that means nothing to me,
as I sit here in this tree
looking at the stars,
...
How does it feel
to smile and laugh,
run and play,
and go about life with no
...
Sitting in the grass,
looking to the sky
watching the dense
clouds float by.
...
I love the glistening stars,
but yet I love you more.
I love the calming oceans,
and still I love you more.
...
how can you smile?
how can you laugh?
how can you enjoy the day?
how can you have an inner peace
...
my life is a race,
and I think I am loosing...
as I keep running,
I quickly fall behind.
...
A rarity indeed,
she takes the lead,
and rises above the rest.
her heart is kind
...
Water fillling up my eyes
as I lay here on this floor,
Behind a heavy wooden door.
A huge red puddle on the tile
...
I am just looking to get my poems out in the open for people to veiw, maybe they can find some comfort or peace in my poems, or just the comfort of knowing they are not alone. I and many people have problems with depression, and just knowing that helps.....)
Hope
Hope is a meaningless word
that means nothing to me,
as I sit here in this tree
looking at the stars,
wondering what life means to me.
I think of jumping off,
and ending all my hurt,
praying God will save me
and help me get through this.
But that will not be likely......
I will not be missed.
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