The Disappointed

I am wasted away.

In a long journey

As a Disappointment

My life was give away

The morning begins

And the night comes

The disappointed

Is which is constant

I tried and tried

To not disappoint

and Now I’m tired

Of seeking approval

I should know by now

The truth that aught

To be clear of failure

Which I am not

The shadow still lingers

The heart still burdened

The darkness now ingrained

And all hope lies burned

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