tired

I cannot do this anymore
I am so tired of pacing the floor

Wandering whats going to happen next
My situation is so perplexed

My mind is spinning so fast with thoughts
As I watch my life die and rot

theres nothing left but an empty shell
I want to be done with this hell

I am ready to see my maker
My body buried by the undertaker

Finally laying me to rest
No more to deal with the stress

No more to deal with everyting wrong
Its obvious that I dont belong

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I know this feeling as well very deep and emotional poem. If I may be so bold my poem Apple Road is similar to this it's about a time in my own life when I just wanted to die because I was so sick of the world you might be able to relate in some way. Once again great poem�

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