I'm TiredA Poem by Laura HarrisonI’m tired of
waking up in the morning with nothing
to look forward to I have no
money, not a thing to do every single
day is just the same old routine.
I’m tired of
looking at all the same things If I drank
some Red Bull would I grow wings? So that I could
fly away to a better place where I would
actually be embraced.
I’m tired of
thinking these same thoughts that always
lurk in the back of my head they creep
to the surface, making me feel distraught they tell me
that I wish I was dead.
I’m tired of
hating the way that I look of pinching
my stomach, wishing that I could cut it off and looking
in the mirror, not liking what I see wanting to
be anything else other than me.
But most of
all, I’m tired of myself I need to
start thinking about my health before all this
hatred makes me rot inside So I’m gonna
dry all these tears that I have cried. © 2014 Laura HarrisonReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 10, 2014 Last Updated on May 10, 2014 AuthorLaura HarrisonAshton-under-Lyne, Greater Manchester, United KingdomAboutMy name is Laura, I am 25 and I write poetry to understand life. more..Writing
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