Inevitable Suffering

I ain’t no concentration,


Encircled by  frustration,


Felt sad to those pity atmosphere,


I no longer belong here.


What on earth I am doing?


Why always have to suffer?


Each spoken word has a satire,


Hatred, anger & dissatisfaction,


There is no love neither care,


Relationships, full of fraction.


Money has blinded the heart,


Every interaction results in pain & hurt,


Life has no meaning to live at all,


No bridges to connect,


But instead surrounded by walls.










Poetry by Zalan
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Written on 2015-10-02 at 20:17

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Powerful. You write the woes of the world.

I think you have answered your own question in this poem when you say that money has blinded the heart. Then the meaning of life gets lost. A very good write.