what the fuck is wrong with you seriously
what the fuck
i thought yesterday might've been enough
but i guess fucking no
do you like what you're doing?
does it make you feel good?
with every one of us
it's like you don't give a shit
because you know at the end of the day
we're going to run back to you anyway
honestly,
i don't know what to feel
my emotions are all over
i'm angry, frustrated, i've had enough
but i feel so helpless, so powerless
like i can't do anything
i just sit there quietly and listen to you all
i want to fucking scream, i want to fucking DO something but i can't
you've had enough of me
my head is hurting
but then doesn't it everyday?
i'm hearing all these voices but i don't know
what the fuck to listen to
i'm alone,
alienated, cold
i need some guidance, somewhere to go
i'm home but right now it doesn't really
feel like home
you said we weren't part of your family
all i could think of was what the fuck
do you know what's going through me?
do you have any idea at all?
i thought yesterday maybe all that anger could die away but i guess no,
i guess we just can't fucking help ourselves
i guess we're meant for this fucking bullshit!
i tried to paint yesterday
tried to get it out
i couldn't do it, i couldn't paint anymore
i fucking hate this
my mind is welled up in anger
i'm fucking tired
i don't wanna fight, i don't wanna argue, fucking stop
not like we still argue
you just scream and i listen
the drama never ends, i can't help
but see it as that i'm sorry
did you notice i'm not trying anymore?
DO you? it doesn't really matter
really, i've had enough
i guess you shouldn't throw so much shit at someone
that they can't take
no one's ever understood that-
if we did
we wouldn't be doing the same goddamn thing
over and over
without even realising
we're fucking throwing shade
he says you care
but how can i believe it till i see it?
i'm not seeing it, i'm sorry but how the fuck do you want me to react
if care is the last thing you show me?
i know you care, who the fuck am i kidding
it's just when you act like that
i forget you have it in you
and it's not like you're trying either-
look at you
apologising, it used to come so easily to me, i was always the first to apologise
and now look at me
i can't feel sorry, i can't apologise to you
"i'm sorry" isn't how i feel, no
you make me angry when you say shit
that pushes me deeper into the sea
you're not supposed to do that.
you're not ALLOWED to fucking do that and yet
you do.
i'm sorry for the outcome; the way it turned out
but i'm not sorry it happened
what did you expect?
you can only hide shit for so long
and even then you lied
i don't know what to think of you
honestly,
what were you thinking?
but it doesn't matter
just another complaint to life,
i guess it is
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The Things I Never Said [To You] | inksmoker
PoetryA Composition Of Thoughts, Feelings and Rants I never expressed out loud *** "Poetry is what happens, when you feel like nothing else can" Started in 2016, still updating till present ~~~~~...