nothing could happen
she couldn’t take her own life
but she didn’t want to live it
there was nothing there for her
nothing left
she had nothing to live for
she was all alone
trapped in her own world
in a fantasy
with endless dreams
that would never transpire
in hopes that would never be fulfilled
in wishes that would never come true
she was all alone
no one cared
though she hoped one day someone would
but in her heart
she knew....
she was back in her own little world
Just hate when I feel like this and I day dream of someone being there but there's no one there to help get through whatever is troubling me. Can relate to this. Good poem.