I tired my best

I tired my very best to keep
the bond alive, if my poems
stop coming know I tired my best
but there is no cure for this illness,
Although I will continue with life,
but my dream has died, I try very hard,
There are days that is hard to survive,
hand on my heart I can tell the truth, I
gave it good as I could, I don’t know
what went wrong, I am feeling very
depressed and down, I tired to keep my
emotions apart and strive on, I am tiring my
very best, I feel dead inside , there is nothing
more that can be done, apart from the fact that
I have to convince myself that there would
be a cure one day, some days I don’t have
the courage to fight on, will carry memories
of the good days and forget the days like today,
wish I had more friends to share