What I Got

The struggle to find

some purpose in this world,

a sense of belonging that

can leave my soul unfurled.

A reason to get up

in the morning

with a spring in my step,

to go and face the day

without the need for any prep.

Instead the hours drag by

leaving my spirits low,

I don’t have anyone to

talk to or no place to go.

Locked away I am

just left here to rot,

it’s no one else’s fault

I deserve what I got.

photo of a person leaning on wooden window
Photo by Dương Nhân on Pexels.com

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