Brittany's Poems

No Solutions

So here I am sitting
Alone in the dark again
What a perfect f***ing metaphor
I'm so tired of this
I have no reason to feel this pain but,
Of course I can't stop it now

Its nights like this when
I don't want to hear solutions
And my dreams just tease me
With promises of a better tomorrow
That isn't today yet
And patience isn't one of my problems