I don't know
What I'm writing
But I know
I had to write
Sometimes I get
Overwhelmed
By the underwhelming
By the day to day
Sometimes I hurt
In my heart
It hurts
To live
Sometimes
I bury myself
In distractions
Upon distractions
I try
To hide
From the
Pain inside
Sometimes I get
Overwhelmed
By the underwhelming
By people
People
In my life
Hurt me
And change me
I can survive
What I do
How much
I do
But I can't
Contain
The way
I feel
I feel
More pain
Around people
Than just life
Sometimes I get
Overwhelmed
By the underwhelming
By my simple life
When your life
Is harsh
You hurt
To live
I can't
Help you
But still
You hurt me
YOU ARE READING
Peaceful Darkness
PoetryCollection of depressing poetry This is my story. My life laid out for you. Take from it what you will. This story is CONTINUED in "When The Sun Rises You May Ne Burned "
