It is a terrible, crushing feeling when one makes someone you care about angry by your own actions. It is not like it is even intentional, it just happens. Things are said which are unnecessary and I just wish I could suck my words back down my throat. I do this all the time. It shows my weakness as a person. Just getting angry never helps, I bring mountains of pain on myself. I wrote this as an outlet is all. Its badly written but its my best for what I am up for now.
Pitiful Me
I have no friends, I sit straight back to the window,
Ears pricked to joyful chatter, I sit sidelined and low,
Cringe my chin in pain, I long for a change
A failed fantasy, let me redo for a chance:
To break from the wake of staleness,
Take my spirit from illness,
I see holes in my mind, burning me like lime
For long hours with endless time.
A bell from my chest, groaps me down,
The pressure under my cheeks,
Burning in a furness of coldness!
Flailing pain without boldness.
It is simple I think, I am over my brink,
The gap widens, snaps one last support: I sink,
My precious answered prayer slips away
No fault but my own, crushes me today.
I have no friends, I sit straight back to the window,
Ears pricked to joyful chatter, I sit sidelined and low,
Cringe my chin in pain, I long for a change
A failed fantasy, let me redo for a chance:
To break from the wake of staleness,
Take my spirit from illness,
I see holes in my mind, burning me like lime
For long hours with endless time.
A bell from my chest, groaps me down,
The pressure under my cheeks,
Burning in a furness of coldness!
Flailing pain without boldness.
It is simple I think, I am over my brink,
The gap widens, snaps one last support: I sink,
My precious answered prayer slips away
No fault but my own, crushes me today.
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