Me... Poem by jessica ivoy

Every night when i lay down in bed,
i stare at the wall and think in my head,
wondering why my life is so weak,
the answers to that is all that i seek,
knowing now that all hope is lost,
ive given up and shame is the cost,
to be with you now, loving, and cherished,
but all of those dreams have all been perished,
my world now is dark no doubt,
all i have now is merely a scout,
but he will fall terribly soon,
and all i do is pray to the moon,
i see now my hourglass is broken,
so why have there only been sadness spoken,
why do i still feel trapped in a hole,
why has grief capturedmy soul,
someday maybe my chains will free,
then ill go back to just being me.