the start (freezing heart)

(10/01/2019)

3:16pm

i can’t do this,

do this anymore.

when are you going to have good days so i can tell you about my problems ?

i don’t really wanna tell you about them,

i just want you to know that you cause some of them

but i caused them in the first place by even letting you make a move

but i was naive

but i am naive

but i dont know

and i’ve been crying lately

hell, i’m on the verge and off the cliff

i’m basically crying right now

but we all know we gotta suck it up before class comes.

everybody having a bad day today.
ion know what type of day i’m having

i didn’t know what bipolar consist of

are you really bipolar ?

or is it that the drugs hit in such a way that you get those emotions ?

i’m tired of carrying your baggage

hold ya on

 

maybe i let you in too deep

maybe that little bit put some of your problems in me

maybe i shouldn’t have never let you touch me

i should have never let you touch me

now i cry to much

and i’m behind so far

and i don’t care no more

but maybe it’s just more hormones

but i think i’m truly feeling this

but what are enlightening moments

and like i said before

ion really want you

and i think it’s mutual

i don’t care at this point
why don’t you ever go outta your way to make me happy ?

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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