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I've been pacing for seven years now Dug myself into a deep dark trench The worst part about it is I've known about it but i couldn't stop I know when things are important but i struggle with the motivation to give a single **** It's not a term i use lightly I want to but it's easier to run But I've backed myself into a corner and given my past a loaded gun Regrets are heavy Placed so delicately on my shoulders day by day But my knees are getting weak It's like getting stabbed over and over again with a dull knife It'll never penetrate but it still hurts right I'm slowly losing this fight It never fails to haunt me Every single night. I'm not afraid I'm just weak.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 7:04 AM UTC
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I've been pacing for seven years now Dug myself into a deep dark trench The worst part about it is I've known about it but i couldn't stop I know when things are important but i struggle with the motivation to give a single **** It's not a term i use lightly I want to but it's easier to run But I've backed myself into a corner and given my past a loaded gun Regrets are heavy Placed so delicately on my shoulders day by day But my knees are getting weak It's like getting stabbed over and over again with a dull knife It'll never penetrate but it still hurts right I'm slowly losing this fight It never fails to haunt me Every single night. I'm not afraid I'm just weak.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 7:04 AM UTC
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