Lonely

Lonely

 

 

I’m tired of playing

The same old sad song.

 

It seems I was meant

To be alone all along.

 

I’m tired of struggling to

Make things work, I’m tired of trying.

 

It’s funny how people can’t see

What’s really there, that inside I’m dying.

 

You tell me you care

You tell me you mean it

 

But it’s pretty hard to tell

When you keep breaking me

Bit by bit.

 

So, maybe one day I’ll just

Explode from all these crappy feelings.

 

Because one day my mask will become cracked,

It will end up peeling.

 

 

Author's Note

I wrote this today when I was upset. Haha, I'm getting alot of inspiration to write these crappy, emo poems nowadays. Hmm. I wonder where they came from. :p

Reviews

[red_saphyre]

i like this one. i always enjoy reading your poems even when they are emo.... i really liked the lines "You tell me you care

You tell me you mean it



But it’s pretty hard to tell

When you keep breaking me

Bit by bit. "

[deeps]

Wow, powerful enegetic write here.
Like the well impacted emotions. Well written

[Cassiopia Summers]

Lol, hmm I dunno. Life's a b***h sometimes. But hey, we all deal with it a different way, and it seems that many of us here on the cafe seem to deal by writing a poem. So there is your answer lol. (: