Miserable Poem by Michael Brainy

Miserable



MISERABLE
Am I fool?
Or simply cool?
Doubts abide in my mind
Peace and love, I can't find
Darkness is always by my side
Who am I really?
Am I a silly?
I might be the pain itself
I might be everything less myself.
Hidden in between the madness
Found beneath the loneliness
Who Am I?
Don't know, I never try
To find out the truth
is my life all untruth?
Laid on the wood?
Indeed, I'm a falsehood
Why do I live?
Why can't I just leave?
Trying to go everywhere
And Find myself nowhere
Who am I really?
I'm the truth hidden, really
Not just a silly.
I'm the hope, Indeed
The inner peace, everyone need
Thank you!

Thursday, October 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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