Love Sucks

Life

Other Events

To Far
By Gerrick W

Everyday I write,
and everyday I have bad nights.
Where I think to much,
and it seems like junk.
A friend tells me this is going to far,
maybe I should drink my life away in a bar.
Where I seem to become depressed,
for what seem like such a mess.
As I sit here, someone comes in,
and within,
my heart goes crazy,
as if going through a mazy.
As I think,
of which I always seem to blink.
I hate my self,
everyday seems like I'm getting hit by a belt.
and I get the biggest welt.
The welt stays,
and never goes away.
Through out, the fire fire traps me,
of which I run, to be traped by thee.
I try to forget,
but end up in a cold sweat.
I would love to be with her,
and by her.
Though that will never happen,
for my heart will be zappened,
before then.