Hell 4/1/08

My life at times.

Starving within my soul,

Unrealized dreams that still haunt.

Loneliness that cuts my heart so deeply,

Of the things I need and want.

A family a job not much to ask,

Things a normal man needs.

But for me a race that I’ve lost,

No matter how many good deeds.

Hey who am I to have such dreams,

Who am I to have the right you ask.

I’ve met each challenge thrown at me,

Faced and done every task.

Now empty here I sit alone,

Trapped within this broken shell.

Some may think that I’m alright,

But my life is not life but a hell…

 

Reviews

[Haley M]

I really love this. I feel like many people can relate.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

This is another sad and lonely write. I feel like this myself much of the time. Great poem. Thank you for sharing. Debileah