Tired
Alone with dried tears
Staining rivers down my face
Worn out
Sick of all the bull shit
That colors my every action
You cannot make this all
ME
I am not why you anger
easily
I am not a
Sponge
To absorb all your
Anger
Nothing is right
Nothing makes you happy
Satisfied
Everything I try
Shot Down
Without a second glance
Strangely calm
Mellow without care
Nothing can destroy this
Peace
Peace yet unrest
How can that be
I'm so calm yet completely
Stressed
The more you pile on
The more it falls to ruin
The deeper my calm
Do I not care?
Is that what this is
Complete and utter disregard?
Sleep
Maybe that will ease my thoughts
Clear my mind
And take away all the
Tired
Probably won't get a title for a while... that tends to be the way this normally works.
Did help me vent though...about many things. Now I think sleep is the way to go.
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