Childish life tools I've kept No matter how far i ran away, there i was Wildness, Unrealizing, and losing the most Important person in the world, because I didin't know how to control it It controlled me Throughout time My Behaviour has a dysfuctionl pattern As if being an idiot is not a crime Last week I woke up in depression I held myself up knowing its going to get a fix Fast, now, in the living seconds as we know it With my ears to the ground, my head on bricks Amazingly, I break through The anger that trapped me before I release you without hurting others I just release you for the momment Then Carry On, ending the rants in my head The assumptions... The Thought process I won't give up now The work is there, tons of it And in a way There she is too No matter how pissed off she isBirth sign: Aries
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