I can't breathe
I can't move
I wanna feel like a leaf
but i keep feeling very blueMy favorite color is blue
but why is that a homonym to my pain?
Is that the reason I still like you?
even if my eyes start to rain
when i think about you?Is this feeling of desperation
the lack of time
or the desperate feeling of wanting a standing ovation
All i want is to be fine
And my life is filled with innovationI live in fear
i wanna scream
but i don't want anyone to hear
because evil will come in
and good will disappearMy mind is a rollercoaster
Happy, sad, happy, sad
I am scared to become a monster
or to realize I am actually badI'm confused
am I enough?
I'm tired of being used
and when i'm shinning getting shut offI do not know how I can trust
I have failed too many times
My brain is beginning to rust
with all these tricky signsThe road is long
I cannot look from a far
I can just listen to a song
for this feeling to discardMy phone is off
my radio doesn't work
I can't contact who I love
My brain begins to call me "jerk"The station changed
no longer AM or FM
All these noises won't end
It is my brain I want to condemnThe road keeps getting longer
I really want this to be over
I start imagining the impossible such as ogres
I see a cliff and i'm about to fall to the borderNo one is there
the road lights don't work
i'm in the middle of nowhere
my brain keeps screaming "jerk"I used the wrong map again
My radio doesn't get repaired
I am about to quit this game
I am not capable and I am scaredThe car falls
slowly, all my memories start flashing
I am trapped inside these walls
but all I have is a thread and needle
Stitching won't helpThe car is about to crash
i'm about to reach the end
but I begin to smash
the windows to defend
the journey that I thought would clashI am in pain
it took a long time to heal
I felt the road was all in vain
but the thread and needle helped me deal
with the damage of my broken brainI went back to the road
this time feeling prepared
not using the car radio to avoid
the moments i felt despairedThe road wasn't always straight
but this time i know
that i cannot deal with the weight
life always finds its way to flow
and if i can't drive, i can always skateSometimes in life i will have
To sail the 7 seas
but there will always be a bit of laugh
even when the bees stingI will go to planes
I will travel trains
even if I fail It won't be in vain
because after the rain
I can see the sun from the plane
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Why was I so hard to love?
PoetryA collection of poems through the thoughts of a mentally ill mind