My Thoughts Poem by rickey sims

Every night I sit on my porch and gaze at the stars, remembering the days that are gone.
Missing every second, all the thoughts that make me cry,
‘cause everything I think about is bad which makes me think,
…what is there to live for?
I feel like my life is nothing.
I go threw the days with the same routine, with no importance.
There’s no love, and arguments daily, I quit! I have nothing.
I don’t know how I can keep on living with this.
I just wanna have fun and live my life.
But I need someone to help me make my life right.

November 4,2010