And I fail.
No matter if it is trying to grant my word into the world
My feelings trying to be expressed
Waiting for everyone else to go on and never say anything less
Pushing everyone else to be their best , and me just sitting back not advancing like the rest
divine emotions bursting out of their seams , and no one even notices me here
writing
its nothing to everyone
my feelings that are yelling , screaming at the top of their lungs .
my eyes over run by the water , that falls from the ducts in my cornea
im tired of trying to be strong, trying to be brave in front of those who get their way.
I can say im tired and people will tell me to get more rest
rest doesn't help
sleep gives me nightmares
working gets worse
my minds a fucking mess
and ive tried to clean it up
but it doesn't matter how much is tidy, and has been organized
no matter how much I do or put into my life
im a automatic failure no matter how much I try.
YOU ARE READING
You
PoetryThis is my poetry and many more to come. thank you for reading . If you feel what I do, then I know it's real. "All poetry is written by me , do not take something and don't give credit for!"
