It seems as though these days, I have a lot on my mind and a lot I want to write about as it’s my way to vent. I just hope that after reading this poem, you will be kind to those dealing with an illness.
I am so tired of always looking ahead,
Wait for something that will change ...
That something better will happen to me
And that my soul is born something light .....
Tired to believe that everything will be fine ...
Probably all end tragically ...
Tired of loneliness and pain.
Tired of the emptiness ...
Tired. No power, and no desire.
Tired of waiting. Tired to catch up.
Tired of all warmth and attention,
Tired of all the compassion and understanding.
It hurts deeper
to be shot down verbally
when we are already disturbed mentally.
Each blow sways us away from human interaction
Forces our minds into a state of rejection.
Away from it all so I was very tired
I like the world left, as if lost
If I died inside of me had long since become empty ...
And so as i was tired, i slept :P
Do not disturb~
Albeit,the poem didn't rhyme at all.Thanks for reading :)
