Nothing Could've Prepared Me

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And the tears come pouring down,

But I just can't stop myself,

I hope to die someday,

And my soul is laid to rest.

And no one seems to understand that I am barely grasping on,

This ain't who I am.

Maybe I should end it all myself,

But I'm just too scared of hell.

The monsters talk too loud,

Sounds echoing in my head.

I lock myself away,

Darkness consuming me,

Doors closed,

I can't escape this madness,

My paradise is tragic,

Nothing can hide all my baggage.

Nothing could've prepared me,

For all this misery.

I bang my head on walls,

Maybe I can forget it all,

I'm losing all control,

I can't fight this battle anymore.

My eyes are getting droopy,

Mind going wary,

Body failing me,

Darkness winning,

The end is coming.

I won the battle, but I lost the war.

*I don't know why, but I was watching Tokyo Ghoul found myself writing this*

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