June 16thA Poem by SimplyDisastrousHappy Birthday.June 16th
June 16th
I can never count on that day To be my best.
It’s always like the others; Depressing, Lonely, Miserable.
I’m always left drowning deeper And deeper into my own despair.
Every time is the same thing Nobody cares. It doesn’t matter How much I pray and hope. They never will.
Each year my age goes up Is a year closer to getting the hell out Of this place.
I am a prisoner within the corridors of this house I can’t wait to leave; I can practically taste my own eagerness For senior year to come, then college and I can finally be free, I can finally be on my own. To do whatever I want, whatever I please. No one to stop me.
June 16th
The day that’s closest to summer My birthdate.
Whenever it comes around I know I will never have a “Happy birthday”.
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11 Reviews Added on September 11, 2010 Last Updated on September 11, 2010 AuthorSimplyDisastrousHartford, CTAboutHey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..Writing
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