Sick And Tired
By darkness_descends
I'm sick of having to cry,
And tired of not knowing why.
It's getting old to hurt every second of every day,
And I can't make it go away.
I'm sick of people who say they'll be there,
It's all bullshit! When I cry out they don't fucking care.
I'm tired of being filled with fury,
And tired of being unhappy.
It seems happiness is a myth,
For me it doesn't exist.
Anger, rage, fury, tears, and pain al pushed down have arose
Now I'm waiting for it all to explode.
Maybe then I'll find what I'm looking for,
Or mabye it will stay the same for evermore.
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Published on Thursday, July 4, 2002.
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On Wednesday, November 5, 2014, darkangel
(4) wrote:
I love this. Describes how I feel most days.
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A former member wrote:
so puy all together....great job
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On Saturday, August 10, 2013, jennifer atwood
(12) wrote:
CI really relate with this poem.this is how I feel half the time!of course Iam a scorpio