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dreading every day of my life
every new day another moment to dread
somehow it seems,the strain never ends
the struggle to keep living a meaningless life
theres no reason when we're all just living to die
( ill get to the end goal faster)
so many difficulties and pain along the way
but in the end,u realize its all the same
look back on all the days you felt alive
but ive been waiting for that moment all my life
counting all the weeks and days away
looking out the window,drawn in a sky of gray
all the colors in the world,in my eyes,look bland
dealing with so much things that i just cant stand
(my leg gives way and i fall )
im dreading tomorrow,im dreading the rest of today
wish the ending could end up some other way
if i had tears to shed,id breakdown and cry
spend my time,dreading every day of my life
spend my day,dreading every second of my life
great poems i think everybody dreads everyday life at one time or another i know i do sometimes. but i stop myself and tell myself remember some people have it alot worse it could alot so be thankful for all the things we do have