I listen to the voice that echos
‘What is the point'?
To then I think to myself why do I try
Nothing seems to matter
I don't know what to believe, Is everything a lie?
My heart tells me to keep going
My mind is somewhat confused
All I feel is hurt inside
That I'm nothing but convenient to be used
What is the point?
To take the endless pain
To my smile that appears so true
Breaking the chains that has me trapped
As I don't know what my future holds or what I should do
All I want in my life is the happiness
That I once had before
For many emotions no longer mean anything
I ask to be granted peace and contentment once more
These question never stops….echoing
What is the point?
Why do I try?
Can I be happy?
Why is my life turning out to be full of pain?
Is there a way I can change how I feel?
The only way I know is to carry on
To be strong until l can no longer carry my tears
Many questions still left unanswered
I will forever battle my inner demons but matter what will always rise above my troubled fears.
By Melissa Patty
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