"Stop"

Not one of my really good writings

"Stop"

By: St. Fugaz

Stop telling me you understand when you haven't been where I am

Because you're standing on the side while I’m in sinking sand

Telling me calm down that it will all turn around

Saying that things will get better, but that's what they said that a year ago and look at me now

I’m done with that s**t people surround me with me with

Then they get mad when I turn around and say quit

My head hurts from consuming it

I don’t feel like I have a choice

I feel like a ship and everyone else is the rudder

They are a small part of me but they can turn my life around

And pull my ship down

In my sorrows I will drown

They don’t leave me alone

It feels like it has been years since I have slept sound

But it’s not my fault because in my head your words pound

My thoughts your voices crowd

And it irritates me because they're so damn loud

My father says I should take my victories and be proud

But it is so hard when my failures have left physical scars

And my happy thought are behind bars

But I have learned to act happy around my family and in the car

But I can’t act like this anymore

I need to get it out before I snap

I need it to leave before my mind is grasped

Because I say I am okay but then reality gives me a smack

It’s the only thing that brings me back

The only thing that helps my mind relax

That and getting high every three nights

Unless my parents come up, then I put my light out then it’s lights out

Author's Note

This isn't one of my best's but I also wrote it around one in the morning.