Shit...there I Go Again
24 December, 2004
Author: Mere
Holy sh*t, what am I to do?
My heart, my lips, my eyes are turning blue,
I absolutely hate myself, I'm hating everything,
Before, my life was perfect, now it won't even f*cking ring.
Was I supposed to be born this way?
Was it really that bad of a day?
If you really knew what's going on, you'd know I never pray,
I know that's harsh of me to say.
This sh*t is in my head, I'm trying to get it out,
But I can't talk or laugh, not even f*cking shout,
You make me seem awful, like a little child,
Every "bad" thing I've ever done, it's all f*cking filed.
------- Author's Notes -------
Sorry I say the F word so much...I'm not sure why, but it helps me to say. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| joyce ivy (68.19.167.232) -- Tuesday, December 28 2004, 05:18 pm great poem of emotion..keep writting and let it out...the F word is a little harsh...but the way I see it people express there self differently...I myself try to refrain from it...but some don't...I just look over it if thats the way you express yourself...great poem...thanks for sharing...joyce |
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