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Why do we always blame life for all our shortcomings?
"Life is so hard"
"My life *****"
"Life is ******* up"
*******.

No really, *******.

**** your violence.

**** your racism.

**** your climate change denial.

**** your corruption.

**** your too big to fail.

**** your marketing.

**** your advertising.

******* for forgetting knowledge and wisdom are different things.

**** your insistence on presenting a black and white world.

**** your borders.

**** your wars.

**** your crumbling infrastructure.

**** your education system.

**** your health care.

**** your inequality.

******* for devaluing the tangible.

******* for forgetting art and music and poetry matter.  

******* for confusing value and profit.

******* for leaving so many behind.

******* for poisoning our planet.

******* for allowing oil to spill into our oceans over and over and over again.

Seriously, *******.

Get your ******* **** together.

****.
Please excuse my language.
I really can't be mad. I have myself to blame
What she's done to me, I've done just the same
Still far ahead, but so sick of this game
Maybe it's too late, I have myself to blame.

Don't hold your feelings in, maybe it's too late.
If you miss your chance, you'll have your self to hate
In this life you carry a lot of weight
Get your **** together, maybe it's too late.

Move quick, get your **** together.
Face it, you can't live like this forever.
Brace yourself, you're in for nasty weather
Here comes pain, get your **** together.

Not much longer, here comes pain
So much to lose, so much to gain
Looking for sun, standing in the rain
I really can't be mad. I have myself to blame
i feel it
a cold tightening grip in my heart
i can barely breathe
my cheeks are burning
my lips shaking not to utter a word
i hear only an echo of my clenched teeth.
i want to hit a wall
or break a glass
probably hit my spinning head hard
such an urge to crash something!
am powerless
against this emotion
for i never see it coming
Oh anger!how do i shove you away?
your weight is killing my shoulders
pushing me on my knees
pinning my spirit down the drain
my strength is diminishing
what then shall i become
if this wretched emotions
overpowers me?
my temper scares me
words so mean
a confused mind would speed itself
on, and on, and on
for days,
lingering through a heartbeat
so painfully,
so strongly,
beating
through a thin,
delicate chest,
hurting angerly through all of your very own
atmosphere.
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