The Last Straw

by Jess   Apr 6, 2008


Im so sick of missing her
Sick of crying at anything
Sick of everything reminding me of her

Its not that I dont miss her anymore
If anything I miss her more
Its just knowing that I have no way of being able to fix anything

I walk around and around
Just thinking about her and feeling like s***
Not knowing what to do with myself
When I want to end it so much, but dont have the guts

How am I meant to distract myself
When all the thoughts I have are of her lying in the hospital dying, of her coffin in the car at her funeral
Nothing can stop those thoughts and no one can make it any better

If Im so fed up, maybe it's better that I leave
No one seems to get how serious I am
That I dont think I can be here anymore

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