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Tired
by Lucero Alvarez
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Rated "R" by the Author.
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I'm tired of all these days full of tears, I'm tired of all these painfull years, tired of living tired of giving. I give my words to those who can't hear so why waist my time why am i here, why is this happening to me, why can't I be what my mother wants me to be. I'm tired of crying through the night, I'm tired of thinking I can't do anything right. I'm tired of writing instead of saying what I feel. I wish someone could tell me what is real, no matter the outcome. I cut my wrist and feel numb. I watch the blood as my eyes begin to flood, my head is spinning, remaniscing on all my memories, all my miseries. I'm laying on my bed with my hands on my head. I wanna pull out my hair, thinking this shit ain't fair, this fucking nightmare is tearing me apart. I feel I have no heart, no love to give and no reason to live.

 

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Reviewed by Hatshepsut Maatkare 11/17/2008
Hi Lucero. I don't know much about poetry, but your writing is both heartwrenching and beautiful. There were times in my life when I felt similar sentiments, but even pain doesn't last forever.You have your whole life ahead of you, and it's amazing what joy you will find. Just beyond every dark moment there is happiness. :) Monica
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