Relapse: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany
I have tried everything.
From talking to others,
to bottling it all in.
But I still am angry.
Outraged by her.
I was doing well,
almost cured.
But then it happen.
My relapse.
What have I done wrong?
Why do I still care?
When will this end?
More than likely never.
I know I do not need her.
And yet I yearn for her.
I yearn for her friendship.
Yearn for her love.
Yearn for her.
I want this to end!
I need this to end!
But I already know what must happen.
And it looks like I am in hell.
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