Broken disk, broken soul
I have no strength left
I’m breathing on no air
I’m walking on this thin line
I can’t take this
I can’ stand you
When you are like this
I care
I swear
This is the end
What shall I do
Before I finally fail
I can see through you
But it is fogging up
I don’t know you
I can’t know you
If this is who you became
Your selfish
Lonely, no ambition to show
I can support it
I can run from it
Either way I will hurt
I need to choose
I need to jump
Deciding what it is that I need
What I require
What it is that makes me tick
What is that you want from me
I have nothing more to give
You are willing to give back
Take take take
Is all you do
You’re the he
You are spoiled
I have everything to give
You just take everything
Bow, and insult
Im so sick and tired of it
Tomorrow another day
Hopefully ill wake up
Smell the coffee, bring me down
Soon there will be nothing
But a pile of ashes remaining
Sweet Dreams and fare well
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