I’ve been here before.
Broken, alone, my heart so sore.
The sadness runs deep
My hill to steep.
My dreams a rumbling nightmare.
And All I can wonder is,
Why should I care.
I’m not in despair.
I just can’t figure out,
If this is fair.
They claim they’re is karma.
The good and the bad.
I should be glad.
You know?
I’ve done many good deeds.
And I should be freed.
Yet, here I am
Sitting in the dark.
Waiting for just a little spark.
A spark of good in life.
Can’t I give up?
This losing fight.
I’m tired of waiting for my light.
I want to sleep.
My last words to be goodnight.
But then I’d be a disappointment.
Like they all claim me to be.
I’m living in misery.
I want to smile and be what I used to be.
And I wonder what you see,
When you look at me.
I feel the emptiness of my heart.
And know, you can’t see anything good in me.
I feel my end come near.
I’m giving up, I fear.
Do not cry,
Not for me when I die
I’ll smile peacefully.
For my battle will be over.
Hopefully.
The silent tears will come to an end.
And I’ll be home and happy my friend.
No madness, no wonder, no fight.
My fight will end this night.
No longer living for nothing.
But dying for everything.
My life no longer a lie.
I’m secretly begging to sort.
The happiness will soon sink in.
Not looking for a light,
Finally getting my last words.
In a whisper you’ll hear, goodnight.
I know you’ll be sad.
And I’m sorry, I can’t feel bad.
I’m finally happy, given the end.
I’ve always wanted.
No pain, no misery.
Finally happy, being me.
Can’t you see?
All the pain faded from me.
Like my long lost dream.
I’m finally free.
All my good deeds.
Paid in full.
Lost in choice,
I’ve had no choice.
But now, you can hear me.
Hear me sing,
A lovely melody.
Better than Rhapsody.
The song of my heart.
So broken and so scared.
Finally whole.
A heart and doing life stole.
Returned to me.
But only in my dying.
Don’t you see?
All of what life has done to me?
I lay my head to rest.
Peace has finally come.
My life is a song of a million tries.
Taking my last breath as I die.
My final words shine bright,
As I whisper silently.
Goodnight.
2 comments
Goodnight!
Your poem is describing how I have felt myself from time to time, how I am feeling today, tonight, at this exact moment.
I should have a motive to move on, to continue trying, but I am so sad. I do not see the light.
I wish you wake up tomorrow with a good morning.
I am here. If you need someone. I’ll help you find your motive. One is strong, many are stronger. Together anyone can fight it. And I’ll help you anytime.