Feelings through poetry

I feel bad; I feel sad as if everything was never enough.

No matter how hard I try, it’s not enough.

I feel bad; I feel guilty and sad.

I feel so empty and lonely,

I’m hungry for the company.

Not so commonly, I feel wasted.

This isn’t the only feeling I have tasted.

My moods are coming to me faster,

I’m drowning in loneliness,

I’m craving for the company.

Comparing myself to others, I can’t stop.

I think this was the last drop.

Tears drop my face; I usually don’t let them.

My fears are coming to life,

Those wasted years of procrastination,

No one cares. No one cared.

I’m suffering; I don’t know what’s wrong.

Nothing seems wrong; still, I feel wrong.

I feel lonely; I feel sad; why do these feelings keep coming back?

Can’t get rid of things, I can’t fix added into my feelings mix.

I write and write, feeling worse about myself every day.