The end of me is near.
Life is telling me so.
Go away your a worhless course.
I no my life has no meaning
Just a lot a pain.
No meaning
JUst pain and more pain.
Waves of depression came.
Beating me with despair.
Letting me crash against rocks.
Soon will be the end of me.
I've lost the flavor.
I've been there, as I'm sure most have. But don't give up hope, Amy. Never give up hope. Look to Jesus.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, I understand this and your situation. Thanks for putting it up and letting us read. +10.