| Broken.. Anger...
Broken Anger.
As for each day that I wake or don't wake,
I feel this pain within me that just won't go away.
My lungs feel empty and my heart is lamenting.
Oh, how I wish that I could change this resenting.
Words thrown at me that mean so little to me,
but deep down inside they eat and claw at me.
I wish that I could just put this to an end,
for you say some things that make my heart never mend.
I care for you deeply, but you do not see it,
I feel like I'm empty and you're just conceited.
You must understand, but you fail to see,
a person can only take so much and this is it for me.
Broken and torn inside I pull myself away slowly,
to then in the end see the precipice before me.
Promises you make fade quicker than the light of a candle,
the things that have happened are too much to handle.
I try and I try to make it get through to you.
Someday you'll see that it will be ado.
You have dug me a hole and now you've fallen in,
But I will soon get out, so hurry up and dig.
To my mother.
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