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This can’t be healthy how I keep blaming everyone, for the problems I set in motion It was my own fault and I couldn’t see the storm coming but instead of facing it like a man, I ran like a coward, came back to redeem myself and as you can see I lost With every scream and stand for pride I lost who I was on the inside So I don’t want to die but one day I just might and just know before that day I will make things right It’s all trapped in my head Who I used to be It nags just like an echo What I wouldn’t give to make it stop and create the beautiful picture I long for I don’t have much of a soul anymore So insensitive when friends try to tell me stories I act like I’m so much better, like what I have to say is all that matters I don’t care about anyone but myself and at times I can’t even look in the mirror... When my love turns to hate it’s hard to face the day Fire consumes me, hell bound but I must fight this Born to lead and I have people who look up to me I’m just so tired of being sorry and tired of being sick I want to fight for those that need me I want to start keeping my promises
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
chrissaves pt 1
This can’t be healthy how I keep blaming everyone, for the problems I set in motion It was my own fault and I couldn’t see the storm coming but instead of facing it like a man, I ran like a coward, came back to redeem myself and as you can see I lost With every scream and stand for pride I lost who I was on the inside So I don’t want to die but one day I just might and just know before that day I will make things right It’s all trapped in my head Who I used to be It nags just like an echo What I wouldn’t give to make it stop and create the beautiful picture I long for I don’t have much of a soul anymore So insensitive when friends try to tell me stories I act like I’m so much better, like what I have to say is all that matters I don’t care about anyone but myself and at times I can’t even look in the mirror... When my love turns to hate it’s hard to face the day Fire consumes me, hell bound but I must fight this Born to lead and I have people who look up to me I’m just so tired of being sorry and tired of being sick I want to fight for those that need me I want to start keeping my promises
I write these to keep an evaluation of myself on file.
chris-sad
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Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 8:13 PM UTC
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