It's as if I'm confined in a dark void
Away from the world
That's erupting with countless colors
Why? Why is it that there's happiness written for others
But it's only sadness that gives me company
How is it that others get to enjoy and live life
While here I bury myself in my own misery
I watch as their lives twinkle
As I'm deprived of any happiness
Desperately wishing to be one of them
Knowing very well that it won't happen, at least not in this life time
How stupid I am to wish and hope for it
Knowing that fate has different plans for me.
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𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍.
Poetry"But what's life without risks? what's love without twists?" Just a collection of thoughts swirling around my mind :) This book is, [#1 freeverse in 7.78k] [#1 haiku in 4.6k] [#3 poem in 203k]
