Sitting grasping at straws
thinking of what should matter
while my my inner world and thoughts
only seems to scatter
A thought begins just to end
never having time to mend
leaving me wishing that
I could amend my sins
Instead I sit trapped within my head
thinking of things that was once said
wondering how I haven't ended this life
with a single slice of a knife
I'm broken, falling apart at the seams
lost inside an unwanted dream
still waiting for the day
this self hate fades away
I don't want to hear an insult that's vague
I already view myself as a plague
Trapped inside my own despair
do I even have the right to care
I live in a state of self doubt
it doesn't matter what it's about
it's like trying to seek the sea
while being placed inside a drought
Sometimes it's hard to ignore
the inner thoughts that form
inside of my own mind
it's almost as if my mental stability
is on the decline
I'm broken, nothing is what it seems
still lost inside this unwanted dream
trying to find a way to end this day
so that my self hate fades away
I never wanted to be this way
what else can I say
I guess I'll just always be
stuck within my own dismay
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