The World And Its Despair Poem by Unknown Rosa

The gnarled roots of my past
Have left me in quiet despair
I know not what I seek
Only what I am here to share
Love, kindness, hope
Positivity in all its forms
Too much melancholy is never a good thing
It can leave you tired and worn
I know not what I seek
Only that I am here to please
Those who are unperturbed
A milestone ahead.
I reach out
Into a vast lonely world
My hands drag across the dusty ground
Not a single soul returns the gesture
So I am left to myself
Quiet and sound.
Vague descriptions
Are all I can imply
So that maybe you'll understand
This world we live in
Is not as gratifying
As we've plastered into our minds.
Life brings great challenges
Only to make us stronger
But a body wreathed and wrung and wired
From all the years' heavy work
Breaks into a battered state
A mask of melancholy already present
On a face full of hurt, shame,
Hate.