Sorrowful angel

Maybe it’s the dark
that continues to try to
seep into light that has
dwindled into nothingness……
Maybe it’s the crying flower of hopelessness
…….maybe it’s my heart which is
constantly changing shades…
or maybe just maybe it’s me.
My face says I’m happy while
my heart says otherwise
this feeling is the feeling
of sorrowful angels of me that
Cry…. Why am I tortured by myself
and people adding or trying anyways do nothing
to help…..
Please help for I know much but not the answer to myself…..

These are thoughts of a sage that is covered by darkness
Nothing can be worth living for this………….

Beautiful. You have varied vocab .
This poem is filled with sadness and deep questions, that has no ansver. Big respect, I rad it with pleasure.
I will wait your next work.

thanks

oh so cool... ladies and gentelmen we have one big artist here ^^.

thanks Ill put one more today