Treasure Island

Heart of Ice Die Die Die

(blah. / potatoe)

Sick Of Living


Sick of living
Sick of pain
Sick of rejection
Sick of humanity
Sick of everything.
I'm sorry for the pain I have caused.
I'm sorry for the things I've done wrong.
I'm sorry for the bad things about me.
I'm sorry for the world being so shitty.
I'm sorry for it all.
I can only hope you will forgive me.
I can only hope that things will get better.
I can only hope for release.
I can only hope for the pain to stop.

Submitted: Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Sick Of Living by Heart of Ice Die Die Die )

Enter the verification code :

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (7/21/2009 9:50:00 AM)

    The pain gets better with someone becomes the shoulder to cry on nad that someone is your precious one.Good read though. (Report) Reply

  • Patrick A. Martin (7/20/2009 8:29:00 PM)

    When I finally got sick and tired of being sick and tired I decide to go and find someone who was in more pain than I was and asked them if I could help. Funny thing is when I did this being sick and tired left me. (Report) Reply

  • Isaac Maliya (7/15/2009 2:11:00 PM)

    I think it was time for liberating oneself from the pain of life by letting everything out in this poem. Great to read! (Report) Reply

  • Ency Bearis (7/14/2009 3:45:00 PM)

    a well expressed self-contemplation..a great way to get it out from the chest......greatly penned in poetic diction.....10 (Report) Reply

Read all 6 comments »
[Hata Bildir]