#fustrated
My faith disappeared like a thief in the night.
I tried to hold on but I have no more fight.
I want to believe that ill be alright,
But I'm stuck behind this broken red light.
I haven't cried so my tears aren't recorded,
But that doesn't mean in not broken hearted.
I know things could be worse,
But Im no competition with others to see who got it worse.
My heart truly breaks for anyone going through hard times.
But the pain I feel the most is mines.
I haven't cried so my tears aren't recorded,
But that doesn't mean in not broken hearted.
There is no way to tell how Im feeling without sound like Im complaining.
But the amount out rejections I acumilate is draining.
I might as well change my name to reject.
Because everything I touch isn't correct.
Dec 26, 2017
Dec 26, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
Caught in the middle, push -pull-
ugh ! it's all the same.
I saw you grow into who you are.
Enraged as I am, I cannot begin to comprehend
why.
I called you Friend.
and yet You stand before me, careless.
Oh how the mighty have fallen,
how the noble have swindled.
it's a Shame really.
Betrayal is not a fit word to suit your heinous acts.
I trusted you- to think i even dared to.
the frustration, the rage; it boils so ravenously.
Going down with your ship once again,
to carry Your Fault.
a comfy front row seat on the S.S. Pessimism.
bring out the Artillery, this means war.
to stand up and see eye to eye with you,
or to take another blow, and swallow my hurt pride?
hurling at an insane speed flies your words against my now other wise
infuriated Spirt,
to dance with a tampered soul is unwise, my friend.
you looked at innocence, and treated it like a joke.
you go stain your hands with filth from god knows where
and then return arms wide open, " I have done no wrong," you say.
Guns At the ready and eyes Locked on you,
but now...
What to trust; to expect from you is just another step closer to
your lies.
so desperately do i want to help you.
I do. but i no longer can look at you the
same way.
Grenades in hand.
if you could be cold and heartless, then this should
be no problem for you sweetness.
come dance with the same bullets you fired at me.
Steady, Aim, Fire.
Dragging me down- i don't think so.
No.
Not this time.
the Abyss can expect other visitors.
Bring out the Artillery.
all because of You...
..Boom.
Jan 17, 2017
Jan 17, 2017 at 3:05 PM UTC
You don't know how fustrated someone is, how angry and depressed they are until they tell you that they are.
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC
I can't sleep
The insomniac back
I want him
I have him
But not quite
He doesn't know I like him
Idk if he likes me
I'm stuck
Idk what to do
I'm upset
Fustrated
Sad
Angry
Messed up
Verge of tears
This fucken ****
*****
I hate this ********
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 7:09 AM UTC