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Nov 2020
Lord I thought what had been written was enough for you to read..
I thought my heart and soul aligned enough to speak..
therefore my mind had no need...
Exhausted I concede, Lord you know this..
Every time around countless people,
I want to quit, say **** it all,
f the world and my strife,
I’d rather just ******* end my life...
I wanna yell it at you... spontaneously cry in public, scratch my neck and run till my gut caves in..
I’m tired of hope
I’m undeserving, worthless and only for them do I find true value... God I hate me.
Seize me. Peace and nothing I seek.
I’m so tired of craving.
The way you made me.
Lies betray me
Josh Overson
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Josh Overson  22/M/Corpus Christi TX
(22/M/Corpus Christi TX)   
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