Sad a Lot of the TIme

Sad a Lot of the TIme

A Poem by N.A.

I hate talking about my feelings

because I think it’s a waste of time

why did I agree to this?


I was optimistic for a minute

every time I received that text

This is some bullshit

but it’s like I mattered to someone

Soon it turned bitter

and I wasn’t surprised


It’s strange how ugly things get

when you confront the lie

but the human wont take the bait

I guess that’s how it is

and it’s pain


Now I’m sad a lot of the time

and I never could pin point these things

The arguments are dull

underneath it the human feels violently for me

and I just think violently

“evil s**t,” the human uttered 

Yeah I don’t think it is

Cars are death traps

And the heaviness was there

© 2013 N.A.


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I am a person. I grew up in Southern California. I write fiction or I rant about things that bug or intrigue me. I also have pathetic poems. So enjoy the crazy. more..

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