Michael L. Hauser


Pain Of Tomorrow - Poem by Michael L. Hauser

I'm bingeing and purging like there's
no tomorrow.
I'm bingeing and purging like its going
out of style
and there are so many miles
ahead of me before I find any safety.

I'm bingeing and purging and I'm full
of sorrow.
Can't seem to grip the reality
of tomorrow,
today is too full of pain.
I'm bingeing and purging and I'm out of control.
No sense of my self, I'm loosing control, I'm loosing control.

I'm bingeing and purging and I can't find the love they all talk about.
No sense of myself, I'm loosing control, I'm loosing control.

I'm bingeing and purging like there's
no tomorrow.
I'm bingeing and purging like its going
out of style
and there are so many miles
ahead of me before I find any safety.

I'm bingeing and purging I have no one to call,
I'm bingeing and purging I have no place to go.
Will you take me with you?

I'm bingeing and purging I can't find the love they all talk about.
No sense of myself, I'm loosing control, I'm loosing control.

I'm bingeing and purging on the road to hell,
yelling all the way
feeling the pain of tomorrow,
the pain of tomorrow.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011


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