I'm tired of crying,
Tired of feeling alone,
Feeling like I'm fucking up everything thats going on.
Don't want to feel the pain anymore,
just want to sleep...
so please could you shut the door?
Because it's easier that way,
no matter what my heart has to say.
'Cause it's so hard and
I'm crying again.
Yet all I want to do is close my eyes,
and watch the past flashing by.
Praying to God that things,
that things will be alright,
Oh, and I don't want you to go,
because I can't lie here anymore.
Hold my hand and tell me nothing's wrong,
That it was perfect all along.
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Written February 13th, 2006
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beautiful. reminds me of my thoughts or self w/e u wanna say lol..nice.
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Wow. That was really good.
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i wrote this poem for me, and however it came out is how i put it down
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wow this is a really great write.. you did an awesome job!!
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Great, excellent. Free form poetry should by definition...be free of form. You really just let things flow out here. I cant find anything I would change here, truthfully. Its too honest.
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I liked the poem although in the lines
Praying to God that things,
that things will be alright,
Repeating That Things seemed like an attempt to fill out the poem and the last stanza was confusing, the way you suddenly just switched to being in love and wanting them to stay, Maybe you should add another paragraph about being confused and still wanting them and then say that yes you do want them.
Anyway it is a good poem
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Great job of expressing yourself. Really hit home with me because I have felt exactly like this. Nice write.
xxBlissxx
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