Poetry

Sick of It (Part 2)

written by: OurSacredHonor

I'm aggravated
and agitated
can't handle this stress
I don't need this unrest
it's testing my patience and wearing me thin
I can't win
no matter how hard I try I fall flat on my face
and I'm left with a mouth full of bad taste
that won't go away
day after day
and I can't take this crap anymore
as I keep slamming the door
just leave me in peace
let me be at ease
for just one lonely day on my own let me be free
but me is someone I can't seem to be
it can't be let go your always right
I'm sick of this shit! every fucking night!
enough is enough! I've had it with these games
and the pain
in my brain that just won't go away
it just stays and it stays
for days upon days
and I'm the jerk! I'm always wrong!
so here I am again, its the same fucking song
I just keep repeating the same ideas in each coming verse
sorry I cursed
but you make me so mad that I'm losing my grip
as I slip
away to hide
run to a place looking to confide
in someone
anyone
but you
the one who
I Love but I'm so angry right now
I don't know how
the hell I can keep living like this
every swing I take always seems to miss
and it's beyond ridiculous
all this fuss
over nothing
made into something
so you can fight some more
until I lose my cool and fall to the floor
and start pounding my head
feeling brain dead
unconsciousness creeps in
as the blackness overwhelms me from within
and like that its over and it passes
but enough is enough no more kissing asses
fuck you, fuck the world, fuck anybody who wants to give me shit!
I'm sick of it!
Get off my case
leave this place
get out of my face
and get out of my space
no one can understand what I'm trying to say
maybe it's better that way
but wrote it all down
trying not to drown
in this commotion
of an ocean
inside of my mind
as I try to find
the one who will truly
understand me

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