I grow bored

I grow bored

A Poem by TheAnthonyMiller

I grow bored of pain
I grow bored of rage
I want more to gain
I want more than my age

Let’s try something new
Let’s try, for once, joy
But I want it to be true
Not just some new toy

What will make this true?
I’m not so sure now
But I know it isn’t you
Don’t ask me how

Hope is for fools
I give up on you
You used me as a tool
I am through

Now it is my time
I put the pain away
I’m going to shine
Today is my day

The sun has come out
The world isn’t so dark
No longer will I pout
You have left your mark

This time is new
It’s all thanks to you
This time I grew
And can say I’m through

© 2012 TheAnthonyMiller


Author's Note

TheAnthonyMiller
I wrote this when I was 16 and emotional so don't be too harsh. Please review

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Very good message incorporated in this piece. I like it, but try to add a bit more imagery if possible.

Posted 11 Years Ago


GOOD MESSAGE FROM DISPARE TO HOPE REBORN

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice poem. I'm surprised no on has review this yet. It had lots of emotion and it was a great read. Keep on writing!

Posted 12 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

148 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Added on November 24, 2012
Last Updated on November 24, 2012

Author

TheAnthonyMiller
TheAnthonyMiller

Fort Worth, TX



About
My name is Anthony Miller. I am 20 years old at the moment, and I enjoy a multitude of things. I enjoy working out, writing, playing music, playing games, hanging out with friend, camping, and many ot.. more..

Writing