sorrows continue

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As the days and nights passed. He could only think of all the things he had done wrong in his life. Not only did he forget all the decent things he had done , but it hurt to even think of anything else , other than his sorrows. Now lonely and heartbroken,  he began to wonder , why a man of his age , in this day and age , in this time on earth , why did this shit have to happen to him. Why must he deal with all the anguish , pain , torture,  and misunderstanding of others. He know half of it was only in his head. But boy , was the other half really fucking real. And really fucking scary. He had a sense that his time here on earth was coming to a quick end. But who would he be able to call , once his time was up. Just to have one last conversation. All he ever wanted was to be heard. But with so many things coming in between him and his destiny, he felt as if God already gave up on him. He felt as if he was the only one keeping himself alive. Although the love from his family and few friends was still there , he knew he couldn't rely on them any longer , because his burdens were growing to big. How about a change of thinking , he thought. Why not go back to thinking positively? He knew he did it once before. So it must be able to be done again? Right. Or was it too late to move forward. The truth is said to set U free. And he told nothing but his truth as of lately. So why did he still feel so darn sad , and scared. And more alone then ever now. He was worried about all the right things now. But he also believed it was a little too late. ..... or was it‽

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