Trapped in this place,
Helplessly hoping,
Of what could be,
Only to feel the hollowness,
Inside of me,
Words mean nothing anymore,
A gentle hello,
A sad goodbye,
Or even,
I love you,
All empty,
Meaningless,
Shadows of confusion,
Thoughts twisted and bound,
Of what I’ve become,
Confiding in reason,
It’s all just a matter,
Of living,
The lie that is life,
The emptiness fills me,
As I realize it’s not what it seems,
That life isn’t what I thought it was,
And now I’m all alone,
It’s just me,
Even as I stand in,
A crowd of people,
All that loves me,
And all that I hate,
Surround me just the same,
So I drink to escape,
The hell that is my life,
But it’s all the same,
Immune to the drugs,
There is no escape…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bad life huh? ? Love the way you cite the poem Good write!