Broken

For some people, hope is just a false sense of security. It'll deceive you; telling you it'll catch you when you fall. But you've already hit rock bottom.

Darkness surrounds,
It beckons to me,
Calling my name,
Wrapping me in it's cold embrace,
False warmth it gives,
I sink in deep.

Now,
I've lost everything,
Gave what I had,
Got nothing at all,
Disaster instead,
Screams echo,
Inside of me,
Wanting to cry out,
Does anyone even care?

Tears keep streaming,
Sobs still racking,
The darkness mocks,
It keeps laughing,
At the broken soul,
Of what I was

Author's Note

I'm sorry for any mistakes and errors on my part.

Reviews

[Perfect Mistake]

Very vivid and detailed. A false sense of secuirty undermines on us all at one point. Tells a sad stroy yet a pleasing poem to read. Good work :)_

[Perri]

Quite dark and sad...an air of hopelessness and despair is quite clearly represented well =)
Hope this is fictional for you...otherwise I hope you're okay ='(
Good write all in all ^^

[Jeynab]

This means so much. For no apparent reason. XD It's actually factual but, I'm getting better. No worries.