Today is no different from the other days
I'm tired i'm old i feel defeated
Thinking about my day oh, i'm off to bed
Maybe i'll wake up and feel okay
For long has it been like this
Every morning was a shower of hope for me
But its that time of my life now
When even the mornings...
The mornings fail.
With a heavy heart i open my eyes
i weep as i see the sunlight
i feel like sh** again, sh** from last night
Have i given up or should i give up?
i don't know. i can't move.
Don't knock on my door
Leave me alone
I don't wanna try no more
Find me a escape
And i will runaway
cause now even my mornings...
My mornings fail.
03.08.2016 12: 08AM
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A nice poetic imagination, Fakeha. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks