A life without hope is a dismal existence
try as hard as you might, it's just futile persistence
Drab days far out number the bright days
dark clouds forever block out the sun rays
blue jays are chased away by death-loving vultures
I am unable to enjoy humanities customs and cultures
Sad, sorry solitude
frivolously feigning fortitude
daring to deviate
from pain that won't alleviate
That this will never end is my greatest fear
hoping for a pill that will make my pain disappear
Please all constructive criticism is welcome because I am a novice in poetry writing
Friday, September 21, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,melancholic,sadness,sorrow