Jan 20, 2010 22:47
sometimes I get tired
and annoyed
want to take everything
and bust open the door
throw something out of the window
and listen to the shatter
sometimes my knees get weak
sometimes it's hard to imagine
how it was then
the memories are fuzzy
and mixed up in a ball of regret
and I get so angry
at what I had been served
how no one around me
ever listened
I was this ghost
just wandering around
I was ten years old
casting my eyes down
sometimes I get so tired
of feeling all of this
the footprint of every thought
carved into my skin
(I want to scream)
sometimes
I just go quiet
just laying still
poem