Poetry

Done

I'm done with the yelling

I'm done with the pain

Done with the tears that are masked by the rain

Done with the torment

And done with the strife

Do you know how hard it is to keep living life?

When you've lost all that matters

And nobody cares,

When all that remains are the voices downstairs

When you try to fix things,

But just break them more,

When every falling blow hurts you deep to the core

When the last breath is taken 

And the last teardrop falls,

I hope you'll remember the time you never answered my calls

Because I'm done with all feeling

I'm done with remorse,

You need to be taken down a peg, knocked off of your horse

You need to stop barking

Without any bite,

Stop hiding in shadows, come stand in the light
Be done with the attitude,

Done with the grudge,

Forgive us for once, stop playing the judge

Not all is righteous

And not all is fair

But the least you can do

Is show that you care.