I can't
Believe me I've tried
I've tried seeing through the abyss
Thinking to myself just perhaps
Perhaps I can see it through
Never did I think to myself
That I'll make it back here
It's cold dark and haughty
I feel repulsed and yet still
It's comforting
It's strange yet familiar perhaps because the voices in my head are back
They scream and they moan that finally you are home
I'm trying to shut them out but yet I don't want to
I'm losing my emotions slowly
And soon I won't know myself
I have the mask again and soon I believe I'll put it on
My face for a face
And once again my nightmare will begin
Smile
There's things best left unsaid
So just smile
Body of a man mind of a child
Farewell for once again Hero is gone
A pen and a paper and a new story is Born.
This time what would I write ✍️, I don't know
But perhaps about how I lost my soul
YOU ARE READING
Worthless Thoughts
PoetryI'm loosing myself, I'm losing my soul and when the book ends so will I. So come with me as we delve into my madness once last time.