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A lonesome death (I love my friends)
I awoke to rain and sadness, yet again.
I walk in the cold alone, thinking of my friends.
We're all troubled in our own ways, life isn’t easy.
Why do those rare good times have to tease me?
I am falling asleep sad and depressed, yet again.
Laying here peacefully alone, still wishing for that friend.
These mental struggles and addiction are not easy.
Why do those common dark times have to tease me?
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And in my dreams I carry on with every single one of you.
Hand in hand through the darkness and confusion seeking truth.
I wish you all could dream with me, because I hate being alone.
It’s killing me this depression, anxiety, and this damned phone.
I wonder if you're all ok, or if you're struggling just like I used to.
I wonder if anyone remembers me or they just respond “who?”
I wish I could go back just one fucking last time.
And kiss and hug you all over again before I had died.
I walk in the cold alone, thinking of my friends.
We're all troubled in our own ways, life isn’t easy.
Why do those rare good times have to tease me?
I am falling asleep sad and depressed, yet again.
Laying here peacefully alone, still wishing for that friend.
These mental struggles and addiction are not easy.
Why do those common dark times have to tease me?
-
And in my dreams I carry on with every single one of you.
Hand in hand through the darkness and confusion seeking truth.
I wish you all could dream with me, because I hate being alone.
It’s killing me this depression, anxiety, and this damned phone.
I wonder if you're all ok, or if you're struggling just like I used to.
I wonder if anyone remembers me or they just respond “who?”
I wish I could go back just one fucking last time.
And kiss and hug you all over again before I had died.
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