There are them days..
There are them days..
When Im ablaze..
It turns into..
One big haze..
Im sorry though..
I never know..
When i will break..
Its time to go..
There are so many things..
That i wish i never said..
And there are things..
That made me bled..
I cry this night..
For Ive been so horrid..
I cant win this fight..
Im so not over it..
There are them days..
When Im ablaze..
And i cant.. be.. stopped..
I run my mouth..
I scream.. so.. loud..
And i just want it to end..
Its happening again..
Why am i like this..?
Is it yours to blame..?
I was never like this..?
Now im put to shame..
Why am i such a bitch..?
I wasnt when you were here..
Its like a glitch..
A falling tear..
Why did..
You have to go..?
Was it..
So beautiful..
When you see your..
only child..
cry for you..
Isnt it..
amazing..
how much damage..
you can do..
There are them days..
When Im ablaze..
It turns into..
One big haze..
Im sorry though..
I never know..
When i will break..
Its time to go..
There are so many things..
That i wish i never said..
And there are things..
That made me bled..
I cry this night..
For Ive been so horrid..
I cant win this fight..
Im so not over it..
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