It haunts me everyday.
To wear I can't sleep.
No words for me to say.
Not one little peep.
I have been hurt,
thought no one knew.
Treated like dirt,
but I made it through.
We can't be perfect.
Why hold a grudge.
So let's just accept.
That we all judge.
YOU ARE READING
I'm just tired
PoetrySleep. Some can't. They just get tired and give up. Sometimes sleeping can be used to just get away from everything and everyone in the world. Maybe that's why we love it so much. These poems express sadness and pain. I wrote these when I felt this...
