I wish for death to take me
Even though I'm dying everyday
Slow enough to be torturously painful
Quick enough to feel like I've died thousands of times each day
I wish for all my problems to go away
But it seems impossible to do or to grant
For every day that passes, problems come
Piling up like bricks, a home full of difficulty
I wish for drama to leave me be
It follows every step I take, every path I go
Unending in its intricate misery filled with complications
Designed to break all those fragile beings
I wish for peace and quiet and rest
I am weary of conflict and deceit and lies
Although I thrive in chaos, I grow tired and want peace
I need to rest my soul that's ever in odds with its self
I wish for love and honesty
For so long I have craved for these and acquired but never really grasped them
I have the hearts of many but none that truly has me
Searching for someone I can be me honestly
I wish for faithfulness, not loyalty
For being so loyal yet brimming with infidelities
Staying in the end but lusting over others as well
I want to be able to stay with as clean a conscience as can be
I wish for many things in life
Good things and bad
Landing on and around the boundary line
Never really comprehending my desires
I wish for death the most
Pain had been a too constant companion
Sadness and misery are sisters to me
And so I wish to be finally at peace for I grow weary for the world and life, both.
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Poems By A Lonely Cloud
PoetryJust poems. For my project. At least at first. Now its poems, an outlet for my thoughts and feelings at the current time. Thought its utterly confusing, I understand what im writing and I see myself grow through this. How I mature. Although im still...
