Still Not Going to End

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The feelings of sadness inside of me is unbearable.

I honestly have no idea what to do about it.

And I can't stand it.

I want to cry.

I want to bang my fists on the wall.

But I also want someone to hold me.

Someone I care about.

But then I realize I have no one to do that for me.

I push most people away.

And I'm sorry.

It's just my nature.

And after that, I'll just end up back here,

In my room,

Alone and doing everything again and again.

It's a never-ending cycle.

The same thing every day.

And one day I may get sick of it.

But it's still not going to end.

Ever.

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