once i was happy
even if it was just a dream
i was.
and now i try multiple medications
to feel at most.
i'm trying to convince myself
to keep on
and not turn into dust.
i'm not saying i give up
or that it hurts too much
it's just,
that i try
and not succeed
that i fight
and not achieve
i'm feeling tired
it's getting hard to breathe
by time
the grief turns into misery.
holding in all the pain
because no one believes
that i can also feel
a lot
or less
too much
or nothing.
i can get stressed
but still try to impress.
i can feel depressed
and also like i am the best.
my mind feels like i am
constantly losing in chess
just begging to lay my head
down on your chest.
i need some time,
or maybe a lot,
to rest
but it will get better again.
i promise.
YOU ARE READING
will it last for an eternity?
Şiirunspoken words, unspoken thoughts. everything what is running through my mind. all the regrets, all the secrets. that i would never dare to say out loud.
