Forgotten but not Invisible

Feelings

Defeat.

I listen to sad songs on repeat.

Nothing feels right.

My chest feels tight.

Millions of thoughts go through my head.

Sometimes I imagine how it would feel to be dead.

Should I feel this way?

I pretend to be happy everyday.

I should be called fake.

I get judged for every decsision I make.

I feel as if this isn't my time.

Sure, you may only know me because of my rhymes.

I feel like I'm emotionless.

My heart is a dark abyss.

Noothing but a hole in my chest.

Life is nothing but a difficult test.

I take some magical pills.

Only when my head fills.

They help me feel nothing.

Yet I still feel a slight sting.

I'm slowly losing my mind.

My heart is hard to find.

I want to cry.

Yet my eyes are still dry.

I am the end.

Who really is your friend?

Look at me.

Do you like what you see?

I'm a hurricane.

I'm no longer sane.

Round and Round and round it goes.

The pain is even felt to the tip of my toes.

Sigh.

Bye.