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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
I don't want to die
But every night
I wish to not wake up
I wish to no longer fight

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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
living life at the end of my rope
feet desperately hunting for solid ground
afraid of the day I won't be able to cope
when death knocks it doesn't always make a sound
i struggle to convince myself of hope
while the good side of life barely comes around
day to day is generally a slippery *****
if not sliding down
it's just 'round and 'round you go
on this rickety merry-go-round

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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
I've never felt the comfort of being comfortable enough to be me
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Do you know what that's like?
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Like floating dead center of the deepest sea
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And trying to ride a mangled bike
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Like climbing to the weakest part of the tallest tree
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Then stepping out to start the hike
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I can't locate the key to unlock any different reality
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Try as I might
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So I struggle significantly to just be the Jeremy others want to see
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When I don't even know if that Jeremy is someone I like

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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
I'm not happy here
With you
Yeah you know it's true
You feel my destain for you

But you hate me too
You do
Don't even try and lie
I'm rubber, you're glue

So we sit in blue
And stew
Thinking 'bout revenge
This trend is nothing new

Then it's you get me
And I get you
The toxic back and forth
Means we'll never get through

It's just what we do
It's pathetic to
Those who have to see
What we put each other through

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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
The stars will not align
Everything
That has ever meant anything
Is taken and I'm left with the rind

You can't combat loss
It will touch you
Change you and destroy you
There will never be enough fingers to cross

Didn't expect it to be easy
But this is too much
How do I go on?
The one thing my failures have in common is me

Life can always be worse
But that means it can be better
I'm not that trend setter
The is starting to feel like a curse

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Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
I don't know how else to say it
And you don't care enough to lie
Like an over explained comedy bit
Where the attention has run dry
You hiss
I spit
We both bit
Always right about to get
Into an eye for an eye
Where we'll both find
It's far harder
To point a finger
While we're both blind
Though we'll both try

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