Through this life I’ve stumbled Over broken dreams and endless parades of people Who find it a point to make my life a living hell For that’s what it is Isn’t it? Just some big hellhole that I can’t take anymore I’ve had enough of this life I’ve had enough of this hatred I’ve stopped caring I’ve given up I’m throwing in the towel Go on and stop me Say that I’m a quitter Tell me that things will get better I’ll just laugh in your face For you aren’t the first to say it And you aren’t the first to be wrong Because every time someone gives me sympathy And says that things will get better eventually Something goes wrong Someone walks out on me And I find myself looking down the same barrel of a gun that I’ve been looking down I find myself, most of the time, taking walks in the rain Sometimes running As if, some way, it was though I was running away from my life But it’s been just one big hamster wheel sending me back to the same place Home Home is where most of my hell roots from Sitting there alone in my room Listening to my parents argue Night after night I can’t stand the fights Then when I walk into the room, they take their anger out on me Blame me But what have I done? Can’t they see that I have enough shit to deal with? I end up going out in my car and taking a drive No destination Just driving Trying to release my rage in a way other than physical For that’s all I’ve ever done Fought back physically when angered Some people who don’t know me, don’t think I do though They think I’m so innocent So protected Then when I get pissed off, they finally see who I am And what I do when I’m upset In a rage Most of the time I’m just looking for someone to hold me No boyfriend But just a simple friend who I can talk to Who will just listen without advice But every time someone says they’ll be there for me, they never are They always say to call but do they ever call me? No Do they ever listen? No Do they even care? Probably not Why does everyone go around lying to me If they don’t want to be a friend to me, say it But I’ve had enough of them liars Players Cheaters I need someone who will follow me out in the rain and try to figure out what is wrong To take the bottle of pills from my hands as I reach for them every night To say that they’ll be there for me And then prove it But what am I saying? It’s just one big joke Life’s a joke Isn’t it? Is there a reason for me to go on? Continue through this life? Smile even though I’m in pain? And looking for a hand to pull me back in from the rain? I’m starting to wonder where this road is going to take me Where this twisted path leads Because I don’t know how much longer I can take of it Before I finally go insane and just end it I guess I just have to take it Keep faking my smiles Keep lying to myself and my friends Drink away the pain Hoping that the alcohol soaks through my brain enough to wash away the tears And that the face in the mirror survives yet another year of Physical Mental Verbal abuse For I’ve been a clown for everyone Haven’t I? Laughing and joking through the river of tears I’ve bled All I know is I’ve had enough of this life.Birth sign: Scorpio
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