One day I woke up from my sleep and realize that life has no meaning if we don’t have a reason to live, I looked around my room and there was no one else but me.
Living this lonely life where everything for me is a routine.
Go to work and do my thing,
where nobody sees me, where some say “good morning” and some don’t even greed me.
8 hours has pass, it’s time to go home.
Drive around, stop at the store, go around and drive some more. There’s no friends nor family to visit,
It’s just me, there’s no meaning.
What should I do to fulfill this emptiness.. My life pleads for help,
I don’t want to end it.
About the Creator
Luz Lopez
I was born in P.R in 1964. At age 16 my mother sent me to live with my aunt in the beautiful state of CT.
Between the ups and downs during my life, I found words to describe my feelings. I
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