Why do I feel like no one understands?
Is this supposed to be God's master plan?
Am I supposed to feel so alone?
Feeling like this should not be condoned.
Melancholy has found a permanent home in me.
How do I remove it? Do I just let it be?
I am incarcerated by my own brain.
In my world it forever rains.
There's no escaping the darkness and gloom.
There's nowhere to run or hide, I'm doomed!
I see the happiness looming, but it is always short lived.
What more does life want from me? I've given all I can give.
No one told me it would be this hard just to live.
Being Controlled By Your Thoughts
Prisoner Of My Thoughts
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2017 with permission of the Author.
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