Knocked Down

Standing still on a stormy sea

No one will ever help me,

Falling from the sky

What will happen when I die,

My lungs collapse in

Loneliness is now a sin,

They walk away

Off to live for today,

Left behind to die

I finally see why,

No one left to care for me

No one left to watch and see,

Darting back to the shore

They won't wait to see any more,

Flying through the unclaimed sky

They don't even have a reason why,

Pumping life into my chest

They won't stop to see the rest,

Left behind, tossed aside

To me, they have lied,

I stand strong on a stormy sea

But no one's there to watch me,

I soar through the clouds above

But my world is lacking love,

Breathing in fresher air

They will never, ever care.

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A/N:

Just me venting about life right now. It's nothing special, but it says what it needs to.

The only reason I'm doing this and not working on my stories or doing something productive is because of the feelings in this poem.

I hope that they go away, or else my motivation won't return.

Thanks for reading.