Tired and HopelessA Poem by shayneA tiny rant on feeling unimportant / unnecessary / disposableI walked through the halls, unnoticed
I spoke a few words but there was silence I was trying to tell other souls: Come save me There isn't anyone in the world Strong enough to do it Time crawls too slowly When I need it to hasten up Others kept on moving While my fatigue held me down I was trying to scream for help Wishing for someone to give a hand From the floor I watch others live Having another hand to grasp When their motions stood too still And when their strength wasn't enough I would have wanted my own hand To give hope and make me feel Days became years And the trust and hope had faded Though I want them to stand still An immobile me wasn't too important A world without me Could be a world, nevertheless © 2010 shayne
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2010 Last Updated on March 2, 2010 AuthorshayneManila, Catholic, PhilippinesAboutWell, I'm 22 and a medical student. I don't consider myself a good writer but then, still someone who loves doing so. In a way it feels like a release, a way to get back to my center. It's a way to co.. more..Writing
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