He doesn't give a s**tA Poem by SarahCortlandThe title says it all not the best poem and I think teres a stanza that needs to go but tell me whatcha think
My body is tired
It's broken and worn So much pulling and ripping My heart giving in from being torn I ache all over All I want to do is sleep They call it depression I call it needing peace to keep I wish to stay in my room I hate to come out Because when I do he's still gone And all you do is shout I find it easier just to hide And to avoid life To ignore my pain And try to forget all strife But I'm finding the farther I go The harder it is to return I no longer have that spark Or the eagerness to learn I find it hard to laugh It hurts to smile You say if you can I can But to me it's not worth while You weren't the only one hurt My heart can attest to that I gave him my all too And he pushed at me and spat So when I sit here know I hurt too My tears come just as easy my heart breaks each day And im always feeling queasy So I just lock myself away Because I know I can't deal with it If only he knew how much pain he caused But he doesn't give a s**t. © 2011 SarahCortlandReviews
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Added on January 25, 2011Last Updated on January 25, 2011 AuthorSarahCortlandOwensboro, KYAboutMy name is Myspace Layouts. I love to Write poetry and I am currently working on one book. Sometimes I write short stories but Poetry is what i like to Stick to. Confidence Quotes .. more..Writing
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