Angry Depressive Poetry

I'm sick of being the one to blame
Always trying to avoid saying your name
I'm sick of losing things
I'm sick of lying
Sick of stupid emotions SHUT UP inside
I'm tired of trying to read your mind
I'm sick of feeling nothing
I'm sick of ruining everything
I can't stand having no tears to cry
I'm sick of submitting
And never asking why
I'm through with listening to you whine
I've had enough of life.

Pining away in a darkened room
I sit and stare at the wall
Smoking cigarettes in the late night stupor.
I sigh and avoid your call
Wiping tears in a torrent defeat
I can feel myself fall
Painting the room in a glorious crimson
I can no longer give you my all.