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I Am Tired

I'm tired of those days I'm tired of the games Can't stand when you call When you don't even know my name Tired of trying to let things flow When everytime I'm looking you're heading out the door Days go by and I don't hear a peep Then out of nowhere my phone goes beep I've had enough of the sorrow you bring And I look for the goodness tomorrow might bring All my life I try to remain cool But enough is enough, I am no fool I know when its time to say bye You never were for me, I see it in your eye I refuse to go to bed and wonder if I've crossed your mind When obviously I don't so never you mind When you do show up, its because you are wanting And once satisfied you begin flaunting You bicker and backbite like a little spoiled child All the meanwhile I try to remain mild I smile back but inside I am burning An open wound and that you are hurting You neglect to mention me when others are around But when its just you and me, its like I'm all that you found I think about you all the time But now I fight to not drop you a line I try to focus on other things And hope that you might see the pain you bring That you might see thats something's amiss When you come by I don't give you a kiss And you'll start to wonder what have you done And realize how much of a jerk you have become I'm tired of all the games that are played I'm tired of trying to show ya'll the way I'm tired of being that difference you need I'm tired of being the option indeed I'm sick of the lies and now I step back I know the truth I used to play that jack But my days are numbered so no longer carefree A man on a mission and that man is me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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