Wasted Poem by Darlyn Rose Villarosa

All my days were wasted for the things I’ve done foolishly
Some little things that degrade me little by little
An unbearable pain that my heart cries mournfully
My mind scream as loud as it moans for the ache inside my heart

I’m in the ocean of sadness that drowns me into much deeper loneliness
It roars like a thunder and strike like a lightning
As if my soul suffer for emptiness
Bit by bit a part of me dies and buried in the ground

How can I mend this emptiness without messing it up again?
How can I make my life so simple if things were too complicated?
When will my dreams be realized if I don’t have time to fulfill it?
When will I be happy if everyone doesn’t care?

Life is full of complexities
People have different priorities
Because of unsatisfied hunger for power and fame
They forgot their purpose and loosen its sense