Tis a world without hope

Today I have lost all reason to dream, to hope for the future.  There was a lways a light, something possible at the end of the tunnel and now that light is gone.... and Iall I see is blackness around me... I stop and now wonder what is the point.  I have given up on being happy.  I do not trust happiness and so I shall be sad.  It is better this way because at least in sadness I know what to expect.  Happiness has always been the rug that was pulled out of under me... I will never let another person touch me, love me, or be with me again.  My body and mind shall be mine alone.. what others see will only be the actor not the true me... none will ever see who I am beneath the mask..none will ever know the poet inside..

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