Pulling hair out
Bawling eyes
Nothing is right
Frustration consumes my life
Do I even want to stick it out?
There’s too much happening
All at once
All at once
Too much to handle
It really depresses me
Just thinking about it…
December 20, 2011
Feb 19, 2012
Feb 19, 2012 at 7:25 PM UTC
Pulling hair out
Bawling eyes
Nothing is right
Frustration consumes my life
Do I even want to stick it out?
There’s too much happening
All at once
All at once
Too much to handle
It really depresses me
Just thinking about it…
December 20, 2011
7th of 12 poems about my relationship frustrations. I initially had wanted this to be longer, but at the time I was quite emotional and couldn't bear to write more. Then I decided this was enough and called it incompletion despite the fact it is in fact complete in my eyes.
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