It's Pointless.

by A Poets Handwriting aka ALISHA   Dec 16, 2010


What's the point in trying when there is no one to care.
What's the point in trying when I know I can't get there.

All the happiness just washed through me to become despair.
The pain is brutal and I believe that it's just no fair!

I tried to do it better, strived to achieve it like was your dream,
but I'm sorry Mother, it's not going to happen it would seem.

Going through the options, but I still come up with naught.
It's left me with my head hurting and my mind completely fraught.

I wish that I could do it; I really hoped that I could,
It turns out I'm a failure, just like I always knew I would.

I was apparently your last hope, and I've blown it too.
Now I'm left in despair not knowing what to do.

I wanted to achieve this for me and for you too Mother dear,
but it seems I've let us both down, there's nothing left but a tear.

The depression that I thought was gone, has now again returned.
I felt that I've lost all hope and that we've both been burned.

My hope was shattered into a million pieces true.
This let down is painful and there is nothing left to do.

I've had my heart ripped out, shed a thousand tears or two.
I've been left behind and lied to, and now I have this too.

The stars are no longer shining, and my daylight is fading.
My night no longer entertains me, this is just so degrading!

It's time I just gave up, and become what no one expected of me.
I've let everyone down and I don't feel proud, just sorry...

I guess I'm the one to blame for the state of mind I was in...
Feeling the stares and hate, as if I was the one who had sinned...

It wasn't me, but now I feel guilty for ruining everything.
Aim high you told me, but I wish I hadn't coz I wouldn't feel this sting.

My heart is bleeding; my mind is a soggy mess...
I've seeped back into lonely depression from all of this stress.

I wish I were still a child to know not of the evil around me...
I wish that I was brave to erase myself from this world I see...

Just want to disappear, to be a shadow on a wall...
I wish that no one believed in me, it determines the harder I fall.

This belief, this destruction, I'm broken inside and dying...
No one knows what's on the inside, but outside they see me crying...

I am a mess I know, but I will deal with it on my own.
It's going to be tough, and I'm going to be all alone...

I don't care its how I deal with everything, just a speck of dust...
It's my mess, my disappointment; I'll die and turn to rust...

Let the walls build up, the tidal waves crash over me, I will not hide.
No ladder will reach the top; no one will reach me inside...

The war will rage on, the mental destruction within, I've won the crown;
I've destroyed my life, after trying so hard, it's all come crashing down.

I've come to the conclusion that it is pointless... To just give up on it all;
It's pointless to even try when I'm only going to fall....

By Alisha Sherden
04/11/10

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  • 11 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    My first thoughts on the poem as I started to read was the rhymes and how it reminded me of the way I used to write, and one of my favourite ways to write. I think when we write to release things they seem to come out the same way, force of habit I guess, I know this is the case for me.

    In this piece I felt a desperate cry for things to be different and for the depression to ease off. Influences people have on your life are strong but in this poem it has all the negative ones.

    Keep on trying and never give up, there are a million other ways that we can try before we give it up. Keep writing.

  • Thanks Hannah! (:

  • 11 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    :( seriously a very depressing poem... since this is an older poem, i really hope you still don't feel like this...and i hope your mother doesn't make you feel that way either. no matter how many times you fail in life, you have to get back up and prove the world wrong that you can do things right and that you will succeed. there's always bumps down the road, just gotta put it in overdrive and drive over them. :) a great emotional poem. 5/5