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I wake up every morning and try to be fruitful do something, say something try to be useful but I realize at the end of the day that I’m just filling time with these meaningless things I play games, I write things, exercise, get some sleep feel the burn, toss and turn, then I rinse and repeat and if, for some reason I didn’t get up then it’d all be the same ‘cos no one gives a **** my love says I need help, and that ****** me off ‘cos I know there’s no pill that can make this all stop when you have no desire too tired to live those antidepressants aren’t gonna do ****
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Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
Hollow
I wake up every morning and try to be fruitful do something, say something try to be useful but I realize at the end of the day that I’m just filling time with these meaningless things I play games, I write things, exercise, get some sleep feel the burn, toss and turn, then I rinse and repeat and if, for some reason I didn’t get up then it’d all be the same ‘cos no one gives a **** my love says I need help, and that ****** me off ‘cos I know there’s no pill that can make this all stop when you have no desire too tired to live those antidepressants aren’t gonna do ****
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25/F/West Virginia
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
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