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I'm tired of sitting on a bench alone Shivering in the cold Reading a book but being distracted by people walking by. I'm tired of hoping I won't be late Setting alarms to ensure I leave Walking so fast the cold air makes my lungs hurt. I'm tired of having him on my mind Wanting him near me Loving him with all my heart so there is none left for myself. I'm tired of feeling pressured Panicking if I don't get something right Hoping I don't disappoint those around me. I'm tired of keeping up appearances Trying to see people Forcing myself to go out and be myself. I'm tired of sleepless nights Tossing and turning Watching the shadows turn as morning comes. I'm tired of making lists Checking things off Having to do it to make myself feel like something is under control. I'm tired of crying in the shower Making it as hot as I can stand Using the running water to conceal my tears. I'm tired of not being good enough Being told I just wasn't right Seeing everyone around me succeed. I'm tired of being here Knowing that I can't ever take a break Hoping that soon it will look up.
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Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 11:49 AM UTC
Tired
I'm tired of sitting on a bench alone Shivering in the cold Reading a book but being distracted by people walking by. I'm tired of hoping I won't be late Setting alarms to ensure I leave Walking so fast the cold air makes my lungs hurt. I'm tired of having him on my mind Wanting him near me Loving him with all my heart so there is none left for myself. I'm tired of feeling pressured Panicking if I don't get something right Hoping I don't disappoint those around me. I'm tired of keeping up appearances Trying to see people Forcing myself to go out and be myself. I'm tired of sleepless nights Tossing and turning Watching the shadows turn as morning comes. I'm tired of making lists Checking things off Having to do it to make myself feel like something is under control. I'm tired of crying in the shower Making it as hot as I can stand Using the running water to conceal my tears. I'm tired of not being good enough Being told I just wasn't right Seeing everyone around me succeed. I'm tired of being here Knowing that I can't ever take a break Hoping that soon it will look up.
shannon-hughes
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Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 11:49 AM UTC
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