nothing about me is consistent
one day im on top of the world
the next i am at the bottom of a pit
its location is right on my chest
sometimes i can feel how empty it is
other times im too numb to notice that there is anything missing
somedays i want to conquer life and make the world a better place
i want to make an impact
but then just as badly i want to succeed
i want to give up trying
i want all of the pain to stop
i realise you cannot know what happiness is without having felt pain
but if i didnt have to feel sorrow anymore then i wouldnt mind giving up happiness
my mind never stays put
its like my brain is scrambled eggs
so do not ask me if i love you
all i can ever do is hurt you the way i hurt
one day you may be my number one the next day you might be somebody i used to love
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disillusionment
PoetryI struggle to naivigate the treacherous seas of life.There is nothing I can do to escape from these waves crashing down on me.I feel like the storm is never ending and eventually ill drown. WARNING ⚠️ depictions of self harm and drug use
