PITY PARTY

I am so angry with life, with myself
My heart hurts so bad, I feel lifeless and defeated
Like my heart has been shattered into a million pieces
I feel robbed of justice and my knees are weak
I don't wanna keep fighting just lay down and sleep
These gloves are heavy and my arms are sore
Can't seem to find the strength to fight anymore

I wish there was a place that I could run to
Where all my troubles couldn't come to
Where I could find sweet peace and serenity
And my battered heart could rest
Not filled with sorrow or the void of emptiness

To smile effortlessly everyday 
Not this game of pretend
Wipe your tears, smile, think positively
When will it all end
This game is going into overtime 
And am weary as can be
I don't know why this is my lot 
Or why my life chose ME...

By Erica freckleton