TIRED

by HELENA KILSON   Mar 6, 2012


TIRED

Tired of being tired and not from lack of sleep
Tried of caring for everyone and no one cares for me

Tired of giving my all and not get anything back
Tried of being told partial stories and not get straight facts

Tired of playing and not winning
Tired of waiting for hours when it only takes a minute

Tired of living and not feeling alive
Tired of being afraid and not have any where to hide

Tired of loving and not being loved
Tired of being stabbed in the back when all I wanted is a hug

Tired of missing and not being missed
Tired of being slapped in the face and not kissed

Tired of thinking of everyone and not being thought about
Tired of holding everything in and not being able to shout

Tired of showing and not seeing
Tired of being needy and not needed
Tired of being cut repeatedly and not bleeding

Tired of crying and not laughing
Tired of wanting and not having

Tired of my heart being cold and not having fire
Tired of telling the truth to a liar

Tired of looking at my gun counting the bullets
Tired of playing with the trigger and not having the courage to pull it

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