Hi everyone, I hope you’re all well! I’m sharing a poem with you today, I hope you enjoy it.

Existing

I used to think I was worthless
The belief was whole and deep
I believed life held no future for me
Existing just made me weep

I used to think I was nothing
That my life was a cosmic mistake
I believed that the world wasn’t meant for me
Existing just made my heart break

I used to believe life was pointless
And that pain was my only true friend
I believed that I was a nuisance to all
And I just wanted existence to end

And I almost let go, one or two times
But I clawed my way up from the ground
And I’m glad that I never, ever gave in
‘Caus what an existence I’ve found!

As always, thank you for spending your time reading my words, it really means a lot!

Until next time,

George

© 2020 GLT

Categories: Creative Writing, Poetry

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