Hopeless

Who can I save if I'm locked up as well?

Who can I help if I'm captive and held?

How can I give warmth when I myself am cold?

Where is hope, if dreams can't be told?

Who can I love if I don't have a heart?

I remember now, it's there but it stopped.

And now it's alive, it's draining me of life

How can I love if I'm dying inside?



How can I walk if my feet are all tied?

How can I think with no peace of mind?

Who can I turn to with no friend to call my own?

The darkness is there, but its presence is unknown.

Do I have the right to weave spools of wishes?

Do I have to make tears from unfulfilled kisses?



The uncertainty now that is most in my mind ..

Can I sleep in heaven when I finally die?



These questions mean nothing against the flow of life

But still I wish I wasn't hopeless inside

Make me a dream that I would take in my heart

So I'll rest peacefully ... after I cry.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it sounds weirdishly childish . and sometimes, rhyming makes everything sound happy, even if it isn't supposed to be. i mean, it happily rhymes ... but it's supposed to be sad. (am i making sense? O.O)

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Yes you made total sense.. I really love this poem.. It makes me think of how I have felt in the past and brought back memories of the darkness...almost made me cry. But anyways just wanted to say that I totally love this poem! Great job!!