I cannot help but feel
a little frustrated,
this life of mine
is not what I anticipated
I do not know how
I will feel tomorrow,
it will not be happiness
but more likely sorrow.
I wonder have I reached
the end of the line
for I cannot remember
the last time I felt fine.
The hole I have dug
has gotten so deep
I might as well
lie down in it and sleep.
My optimism has never
really existed
now I wonder why
I even persisted.
When I go to bed tonight
will I care if I wake up
for living to survive
is surely not enough.
I wish I could say
I have a purpose
but I cannot see any place
for me in this circus.

Wow, what a profound narration and introspection of life and the insecure feeling we have sometimes! Amazing 🙌
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Excellent. Felt every word!
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Thank You.
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Welcome.
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