Treasure Island

ani hill


Sick And Tired


Im sick of pretending its all perfect
Tired of living a lie
Sick of loving you
Tired of the tears I cry

Im sick of giving you my love
Tired of getting nothing in return
Sick of all your other girls
Tired of being unable to learn

Im sick of running back to you
Tired of returning hurt
Sick of been laughed about
Tired of being treated like dirt

Im sick of living this life
Tired of being blue
Sick of thoughts about giving up
Tired of the stupid things I do

Im so sick of it all
So sick Im going do it
So tired of been stuck in the middle
So tired Im going to quit

Submitted: Tuesday, April 18, 2006

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  • Mike Gadarowski (1/19/2008 10:50:00 PM)

    It is a poem. Thomas's thoughts are amiss. A poem can be a moment captured in time, or a feeling captured in time. Anyone can write a poem. Thanks for sharing your poem Ani and keep writing. Learn as you go. A little each day. Words are powerful things.

    don't be afraid to write and keep writing as to live. It is a fight and will always be. For some of us pain comes our way and we either go on or give up. Don't give up.

    Here's a poem for you. It's called the fight.

    Still the thought, to walk in fear.
    Tis love must carry thee o’er.
    But can I rightly chart my course
    When perched upon this bier.

    Rhythmically, reciting, versing, The Fight
    Singingly re-rehearsing. By: Mike Gadarowski
    Waiting till the time is right
    Fearlessly to face my plight.

    But another day is done
    And I am no farther on
    Then as if I’d ne’er begun,
    Yet my race is half-way done.

    Up it is the hour to fight.
    Why decline to use thy might.
    Will you die afraid to stand,
    Stuck between the sea and land.

    Grasp the tiller, take the oar,
    Press the voyage, fear no more,
    Cast away from safe and sure.

    Do not think to hide within
    Walls that are so shallow thin.
    Can honor dwell midst the night
    Of this fantasy of light?

    Keep writing. (Report) Reply

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