i can't get no satisfaction

it me feels wot a somtimz av

how can one be so dissatisfied with life

when you're absent of feelings; no grief, no strife.
trying so hard to reach for a hand
to pull me up, to help me stand
on my own two feet, to finally feel,
to love me enough so i may heal.
but in the end, i just sit and say:

there's no use, no hope, so here i'll stay!

i cross my arms and hope to die,
wallowing in my filth, asking why
am i so bored and stuck and alone?
forgetting that this life's not my own.

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Tragically affectionate

Great Read

Matthew