Bottled Up Inside

I cry

Once again my happiness begins to die

No snow, no sun

No time, no love

Always memories and no ones there

Never a friend to tell my thoughts to

Only someone who only cares about his doom



Im lonely, sick and dying

Only tell others stuff, but always lying

Im not happy, im not moving on

Im still stuck here, lying to myself all along

Never get free it seems, my feet are bound forever

If only I had that love, that would make me feel warm all over



I sigh

But I wish I could tie

This memory of you down to the ground

So I could walk away and never look back

If only it were that easy, id move on quick

But its not and that’s the painful reality

For so long I’ve been living this duality



I cant move on, the pain has left its mark

I knew I would feel this way from the start

But I kept on anyway, in hopes to change my fate

But I was laughed at and rejected by our stars of late

Don’t tell me to move on because there is no escape

It will find me, it will bind me

Hold me down, and never leave the sight of me

Life will knock me down

Ill hit face first into the ground

Never get up, I’ve been hit hard

I wish I could just lay here in this yard

There’s no point in getting up, so why should I try?

Im afraid this time I might just die

Why does it have to be this way?

Sitting here writing all these lyrics

But for your love I still had nothing to say

Now your gone, for good this time

And it seems you took away this life of mine

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another poem I wrote for Kristina...and shes not here, im pathetic...

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The Legend's picture

This isn't pathetic, it's just something inside of you dying. You write the best when you express your pain. You have put too much pain into the thought of this girl. Please let her go before the emotions you are expressing burn you alive from the inside out. Please find someone else, or it will always be this way. One day you'll wake up and realize how silly it was to suffer over something so uncontrollable...and uncertain as love is.