Hopelessness Poems
Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
......
Why Try?
by Kyle Harwood
I come from a dark place,
A place of too many why’s and not enough how’s.
A place where questions have no answers.
A place that I call reality.
They ask me to do it, so I do it.
They ask why I did it, I did it for them.
They say to do it for me.
Who is me, and why should I care?
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If this choice I make
by Olith rateng
If this choice I make
I foresee a future dark
A life of pain and sorrow
A stomach that knows not food
If this choice I make
I may never see the coin again
Or dance the freedom of choice
In the streets of the rich
......
Hopelessness
by No one Fuck off
I am no stranger to hopelessness,
I have lived through experiences that no one at my age should,
But today, I truly know hopelessness
I sit in my car, the makeup I spent so long carefully perfecting, ruined by tears,
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
I am at the prime of my life, my golden years
This is where I come of age
The sickness in me says otherwise
It clips my wings forcing me to watch as everyone else gets to fly as high as their hearts desire
My heart longs to have what they have
......
but a dream
by Alex King
“I’m here for you”
She says with a smile
The genuinity in her words palpable
But still they seem to me superficial
But I know they aren’t
The absurdity of it all crushes me
Half-truths told
And still I resent myself
......
Voice Of a Drunkard
by Olawale Owoeye
I'm highly Intoxicated!
This lovely liquor that keeps killing me dead
I'm high!
One becomes two, my heart can fly
The vast road turns narrow
And angels flying in, calling my name with sorrow
Eagles hunt my apartment,
......
If this choice I make
by Olith rateng
If this choice I make
I foresee a future dark
A life of pain and sorrow
A stomach that knows not food
If this choice I make
I may never see the coin again
Or dance the freedom of choice
In the streets of the rich
......
The Barge
by Johnathon B
My head is a heavy boat.
Full of lead lined thoughts locked in iron chains.
A swell hits the top sails, a wave rocks the moors and everything topples to one side.
The boat tips. I can feel it tipping.
The bottle holds a message though. The drift will take it ashore.
The barge will be just the kindling of a story told once before.
Couldn’t Save Me
by Elias Becker
Your words like waves
Wash over me as I tried to be brave
But I couldn’t save me
All the things you called me that I can’t repeat
Thinking about the past I wish I could delete
I couldn’t save me
The salt-water fills my eyes
I watch as my soul dies
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but a dream
by Alex King
“I’m here for you”
She says with a smile
The genuinity in her words palpable
But still they seem to me superficial
But I know they aren’t
The absurdity of it all crushes me
Half-truths told
And still I resent myself
......
