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Author: amature god
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-08-05 - Updated: 08-08-05 - id:1981262

These tears that I cry

Come from not knowing

Weather or not tomorrow

Tomorrow will be a better day

This pain that I feel

Comes from unwillingness

To be everything I can

So I think low of myself once again

This depression that overwhelms me

Keeps me dead inside

My heart beats for no one

Not even for my own pride

I don’t know what love is

So how can I have it for someone

How can I feel it being given to me

I cant cause I have become numb

I’m no good

I’m worthless as always

I’m a waste of air

I shouldn’t live one more day

I’m pointless

I serve no purpose

I’m just an obstacle

That stands In every ones way

But I’m still here

and I don’t know why

I think I should be dead

I have nothing left to try

To kill myself is one way

But I could never do it

Which means I’m stuck here

Living a life I hate

So let god strike me down

But not just for me

For the good of all people

For all of humanity

So that there’s one less over dramatic person

Living in this world

The earth has had more then its fill

Of this petty drama shit that in the end doesn’t mean a thing

So kill me now, let me die

Cut my writs, may my heart stop

Just make my life end

Cause I’m sick of this damned trip



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