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Feb 2014
Walking through this dream
Depressed as though I may seem
Rest assured that I'm fine
Or at least I am trying
But it's hard to raise my head above the water when you're holding it down
It's hard to speak in this room of cacophony; my voice is drowned
I just want to rewind time
When everything was actually fine
When you helped me raise my head
Instead of pushing it down, crying,
Screaming the "truth"
About how you weren't ignoring me
About how you do love me
About how you care about me
Senselessly berating an exhausted heart
Don't you yet see the damage?
My throat is chafed, my stomach's churning
I'm tired of living for another who refuses to live for me too
I'm tired of arguing every day
I'm tired of you not listening
I'm tired of this ***** that you've transformed into
I just want YOU back

Heaven is a possibility, but I'm going to hell
So I want to make my time worth it
But my hourglass is nearly run out
The pile grows larger as my will to live shrinks
And finally, with the final grains falling
The hammer comes down
And no more will I bother you.
Zack Phillips
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