jimsuniverse.com

Sometimes
Written by: James Krolik

Sometimes,
you have a feeling that hurts,
or maybe you,
feel like dirt.

Sometimes,
depression takes away you glee,
and then your stuck,
with melancholy.

Sometimes,
love ends before it starts,
to give young lovers,
a broken-heart.

Sometimes,
your anger beats the rage,
you bottle your feelings up,
inside of a cage.

Sometimes,
the hurt inside is so grand,
it’s hard to answer,
harder to understand.

Sometimes,
the depression rips your heart,
or maybe a lover made it,
shattered apart.