Tears That I Cry Poem by Heather Yarbrough

Turn around and walk away
I need some personal space
To get my mind straight and disappear without a trace
My life is just a waste of money and minutes
Like love is just a waste of my tears and my feelings
Nobody else is living my life except myself
I can choose to ignore the condition of my health
Bad days become weeks, getting hard to really speak
Explain what's on my mind, its everything all combined
Dammit I ain't lying
Dear god I feel like dying
Why is it every night that my eyes continue crying?
Alone here in the dark and writing these last words
My gift is not a blessing
My obsession is a curse
Thought it couldn't be worse
Feeling how much it hurts
My pride is ready to burst from putting myself first
Trying to help someone else before I can help myself
I wanted to end the pain that's real is how I felt.