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James Bateman Poems
I am tired, so tired my heart has been bled dry, I cannot handle any more… pain, happiness, sorrow, or love.
Tender love, lost, lost in time, lost in translation, lost with little hope
Comments about James Bateman
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
I am tired, so tired
my heart has been bled dry,
I cannot handle any more…
pain, happiness, sorrow, or love.
I don’t want reassurance,
I don’t crave kind words,
I don’t need a friend,
I won’t look for relief.
Too much, so much
much too much,
how can I be expected
to forgive/be forgiven
I am mad, I am blue,
I expected more, I deserved less,
I regret so much, I cannot forget,
Lost and alone…
And finding solace in it.