Feeling Lost Poem by Richard Goolsby
Feeling Lost
Sometimes I wonder,
What's the point of life,
Why go through the struggles,
And dealing with the strife.
Wouldn't it be much easier,
Just to say goodbye the end,
Than to keep up the charade,
Looking happy keeping amends.
For each night I close my eyes,
I pray to never wake,
To drift off to a slumber,
To never see days break.
Monday, May 20, 2013
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