Feeling Sorry Poem by David Howerton
Feeling Sorry
Haven't grown much
sitting in dark room
avoiding humanity.
Dig deep introspection
sad lost past
fills quiet.
Down in pit of regret
hear sounds outside
people living.
Their adventures - living
leaves a piece of empty
in me calling to fill.
Each distracting sound
a claim from humanity
to live life instead
just surviving.
Getting over dark room
wander out into living
sore muscles bring smile.
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