I'm tired of fighting all of these battles.
They come to stalemates.
I'm so exhausted with friends leaving with no explanation.
Everyone's just too hard to please.
I'm fed up with losing battles that were never meant to be started.
Lies that were spread, people believed them.
I'm tired of facing each day alone..
But what do you care?
Do you know what it's like to watch someone dying before you?
Do you know how it feels to lose people you cared so much for?
Pain is misery and misery loves company.
But nothing loves this poor,wretched soul.
YOU ARE READING
I don't understand
PoetryLately, I've been pushed through a bunch of heartaches and pains. I'm lonely, but.. I'm starting to see that I dont think I matter really anymore. Is my existence really worth keeping in peoples lives?