Exhausted Echoes

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I'm consumed by the weight of not being enough,
A constant reminder of my weakness and flaws.
I'm suffocating in a web of deceit and lies,
Pretending to be someone I'm not, wearing a false guise.

My tears have become a never-ending stream,
Drowning me in the depths of despair and pain.
I'm trapped in a cycle of foolishness and regret,
Haunted by the fear that I'll never break free from this threat.

Every step I take, I'm pushed further down,
Crushed beneath the weight of expectations and doubt.
I'm weary from the battles I fight day by day,
Drained of strength, with nothing left to say.

I've tried to understand, to find some solace,
But even that effort has left me exhausted and lost.
In this endless abyss, I'm tired of it all,
Weary of the person I've become, feeling so small.

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