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Jan 2015
Don't you just hate the sound of ticking noise of the clock is all you can hear?
tick tock it wont stop
Eyes wide open because your mind is thinking of all the things you need to do.
Have to do.
Haven't done nothing at all about it.
Things I wish I was doing but ain't because of obligations that have me chain down to the ground.
I work everyday
from one job to another
A lot sleepless days
And hopeless nights
Hoping one day hard work will pay off
Sacrifice never is harder than when your going through it
Living to one day pay it back to the people who mean the most to me
A lot of broke days
and people burning your ears up with complaints
that leave you feeling helpless
Some days it feels like it ain't worth it
and some days it feels maybe we going to make it
Or make the biggest mistake of our loves
Tired of being tired
I just wanna be happy
What does that even look like anymore??
Wanna love what I do
and do what I love
My own selfish crime wishing
I had more time
My poetry is how I pass time and free my mind
Going thru too many emotions
Have to file in the back of my mind
under overwhelmed and stressed
but trying to remember I am blessed
I have more than most
Keep on working till I can't work no more
I am fortunate beyond words I have to be unbreakable even if I feel like breaking down
lotti123
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lotti123  Riverside
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