Hate My Life

Every day I say:
I hate my life today.
I wish I’d never say 
I feel such things and ways.
But what can I do 
If it’s all too true?
And when did it come true?
I’m asking me, not you.

There’s nothing YOU can do
To change my mind 
Or change my life.
I wish that it was true
That ANYONE could do
ANYTHING for me
To change the way I see

How much my life sucks,
How very much I buck
My terribly awful luck 
To hate my life so much.

I feel I’ve lost all touch,
Lost every bit of trust 
Things will ever change 
Since life’s become so strange.

Indeed, it’s quite inane 
I always feel insane 
When I am not to blame
My life has turned this way.

The one who is to blame 
Is so much more than lame,
Though I won’t state his name.
I know you’d feel the same 
If your life was this way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Swan Avatar
March 1, 2024 at 1:49 PM
Thanks for sharing your honest poem. And you're probably right, no one else can change the feelings for you, and feelings are what they are. May you have those that stand beside as you travel this season. J
Turner Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 4:10 PM
Well, my life is mine. Friends and lovers come and go but I always appreciate good company. ME! Writing is cathartic so let it all hang out, Jennifer.
Thomas Avatar
April 17, 2023 at 8:49 PM
I let TOO MUCH hang out; I wrote 100,000 words of poetry over the last year. Thanks for the comments.
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