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Aug 2014
There's no such thing as sleep
On lonely nights like these
Why do I keep trying
When no one is listening
Why do I keep breathing
When I don't seem to matter
Sick of the games people play
And the lies people tell
Betrayal in the past
Has left me wary and confused
Tired of all these thoughts
That race through my head
I sit around in torment
Never leaving my bed
Being in love comes at such a cost
You never knew that you could feel this lost
Unsure what my next move should be
All I know is that the unknown is weighing on me
I just take the bottle
Pour shot after shot
My brain is invaded with toxic poison
I'm able to sit and forget these emotions
Just a bit more should do the trick
Written by
Emily  Austin
(Austin)   
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   Miss Havisham
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