Untitled 21

Untitled 21


Weary..
drained..
but totally sane..
I search for the answers..
and someone to blame..
Darkness surrounds my inner soul..
pleading to be free of this loss and turmoil..
Craving the attention I once thought was real..
rejecting all its disregard for how it makes me feel..
Reality sets in and my mind begins to wonder..
what makes me truely happy..
Emptyness fills my mind as I try to think..
where has my knowledge gone..
Why do I feel so weak..
for years I have been the strong one..
what has this done to me..?
Light is nowhere in sight..
its flicker lost somewhere in the night..
I feel my way around only to find myself crawling on the ground..
Thorns and needles scratch my hands and knees..
can anyone hear my pleas..?
At times I think Ill never regain my strength..
this caos has me tied up..
I need a release..
Incaptualized by this trickery no more..
battling my way out hurts to my core..
Nothing is ventured and nothing is gained..
So I stand my ground and endure the pain..
ignoring my worth at all costs..
At times I feel so increasingly lost..
this feeling leaves me twisted inside..
How do I overcome this spiral that has clouded my mind..?

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