Into oblivion
#1 of My Poetry or rather my feelings
Do keep in mind, i'm not suicidal at this moment and i have had those thoughts but ive brought myself back from that. I'm working my ass off every single day. I really want to feel that i am worth it. Like i'm not a worthless shit that no one wants around. and i don't understand. I have good things about me. but i guess i'm just too fucking lame and other shit. Eitherway, this poem is just a bit of venting. the root of the issue is my brothers but i'm not gonna get into that. I hope you all somewhat enjoy this.
I'm also starting a special folder for all my poetry that i upload onto sofurry.
Alright i've reach max mental capacity,
Laters
So tired, am I.
Going along the beaten path
To an end that I have no idea what is
I try not to seek it
Instead I try to enjoy
What life I do have
I work, I sleep, that's it
I wish I could do more
Yet I have no one to share with
I desperately want to believe
But I keep being let down
I know I've made mistakes
I'm working hard to make those amends.
I'm working hard trying to forgive myself for what I have done
Yet Here I am tittering on the edge of oblivion
To drop into the eternal abyss
Never to be heard from again
Here my final wonder.
If I were to disappear
Would anyone care
Would anyone cry
Would anyone actually come looking for me
Again here I am, looking down into oblivion
I look back and see a light
Trying desperately to get my attention
It's a warm light, full of things I knew
I reach out to grasp it
Yet I felt my foot slip
And I fell into oblivion
Without a sound.
Gone