Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Don't need to speak
No ripence
Can't you see
There is no sence
Are you so blind
It's ON your eyes
Not hard to find
Cozy in lies
Just wasted time, tears, 
Self, and years
Whats the point anymore
I used to cope
I knew what for
I raise up my hope 
Down it flew
Stupid cycle I put 
Myself through
Knowing I'll stay
In this same place
And for what? 
digging at this rutt
Glutton for punished I guess 
Allowing it to manifest
There's pleaser in pain I suppose
Sooooo predictable...
Toiling, for ways within
Thought of no action
Always loose never win
I trust the satisfaction