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Feb 2016
I'm tired of the hard life
One road to misery
The bridge that breaks
In London
The scars of our expressions
That still bleed
I'm tired of the lemons
I'm tired of lemonade.
There's not enough sugar
Or water
And I sit at this stand
Unpaid
There are limits to be made.
But how-?
I'm tired of the ultimatums
"...my way or the highway..."
I'm tired of feeling like a human,
Naked,
In a steel,
See-through bubble
At the bottom of the ocean
Freaking out
I'm tired of the notion
That things get better
The more you shout
I'm tired of win or lose
I'm tired of die or live
I'm tired of morals
And human way
I'm tired of take
Being the same as give
I'd love to run away
But how-?
To die,
But no
I'd love to walk away
And just go
So simple
Yes,
It's quick
I'd be gone
Beyond our fantasy
My soul would be neither here
Nor would lie there
Yes,
My soul would simply be
Bare..
I'd frolick about without underwear
I'd dance without chains and I wouldn't care
I'd frolick
Here and...
There...
But where-?
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