I'M DIFFICULT TO LIVE WITH
What is haven but and imaginative refuge?
Where is hope when the light refuses to shine?
What are emotions but a mental drug?
Maybe I was tired, maybe I was sad
How can one be so certain of their uncertainty?
Maybe because I was human, maybe because I was scared
To crumple my legs and carry the largest rock
Plastering my best mask from my tattered box
Is this restless mind a gift or a curse?
Always over thinking, always contemplating
But most of all, always hurting
How does your savior of sorrow become your source of sorrow?
I'm sorry for being weak
I'm sorry for being complicating
I'm sorry I can't be strong
I'm sorry I couldn't stand alone
I'm sorry for my mistakes
I'm sorry I though I could depend on you
I'm sorry my arms are breaking
I'm sorry
I truly am
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryA collection of self-written poems/short stories. ©Copyright gwhaleshark 2017 All rights reserved. I do not own the graphics used for the book cover. Full credit a goes to the respective owners.
