And mentally i'm just fucking exhausted
No effort i've put has helped me to see that i lived way too wrong
And the edge of my thoughts reached on the other way
So i was basically living in a lie, an illusion
Again, i created
I'm in this loop of constant failure and sadness that i fight through and create again
And i can't figure out what went wrong down the line because i was supposed to hold my entire world in my hands and my body and mind on my own
And i just want peace and harmony, parallels that don't cross, yet they fit perfectly
And my blood cells are insane, they'll do anything to escape, and since the best way i've dealt with life was to live through a needle and hang to my sins, they only know how to destroy their own worth
So i'm mentally exhausted
And i am so far from sanity
Can i even come back
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Poetryhere's something that went through my mind a day a week a month a year ago. A never ending cycle of sadness, pain, lust and emotions but i'm still somehow sane.