Bitter

An old piece, reposted.

Living on caffiene and nicotine

I don't sleep

it hurts to close my eyes

and see all that I can't change.

 

Trying hard not to run and hide

I'm afraid of the dark

afraid to be alone with my pain

and know that it won't go away.

 

So hard just to breath

with the screaming in me

the echos of lies

are hard when you are broken.

 

Shattered in a million little pieces

swept under the rug like the dust

guess I never mattered enough

my fears crowding in on me.

 

Can't cry out for help

can't make myself heard

theres no one to hear me

you made sure of that.

 

So what is there left

go on living as I am

trying my best

and resenting everything, bitter.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

glad this is an old write... the heartache and pain screams from every stanza... really powerful stuff...

So hard just to breath
with the screaming in me
the echos of lies
are hard when you are broken.

I ear you on this part especially... been there, done that.

[Kelley]

Sadness gets us all from time to time. This was a great write
telling us what it might be like. Never let the dark clouds
appear over head Beth! I know this was a old poem of yours
But I was just saying......

Great write as always.

Kelley