I’m tired of crying,
And wasting my words.
I’m tired of fighting with you and myself.
I’m tired of wanting what I deserve.
I’m tired of needing you and your words.
Fuck, let me get over you.
I know you’re tired of me.
I don’t want to cry anymore.
I’m torn to pieces, ragged and worn.
But my heart will not let you die,
Nor let these thoughts subside.
It’s too late, I’ve screwed everything up,
As always.
I’ll never change, and neither will you.
Let me get over you…no under you…
I love you.
you are not waisting your words but you are gainig alot being a good poetess.... well done,good and love feeling based poem..love it and done in a verrrry sweet way.... love your poetry..best of luck