Moans Poem by kristina k

I can't stand people who whine and moan,
For fuck's sake, can you keep that shit to yourself?
I don't give a flying fuck if you're in pain,
Just keep it bottled up inside.
Take that shit to another room,
But not here. This isn't the place.
Don't fish for pity or guilt
Fuck off.
This is my goddamn life.
I'll use my words!
I won't just fucking whine!
I'll swallow it down,
'Cause other people don't get it.
Only a handful know that feeling:
When you're sitting on the floor,
Back against the door,
Trying to block it all out,
To just not hear anything anymore,
And tears are streaming down, soaking your hoodie,
And you hear those groans of pain through the wall.
People will just tell you, 'Chill out' or 'Relax'
Well, fuck them all.
I'll handle this like I always have:
On my own.
Alone.
And I still fucking hate people who moan,
Jesus Christ, keep your pain to yourself.