Got my midnight mindset,
Feelings that I can't forget.
My mind is full of regret,
I need another cigarette.
In my 2 a.m. feels,
I don't think I'll ever heal.
Thinking thoughts that I'll conceal,
Feelings that I know I won't reveal.
Got no more positivity,
My mind is racing vividly.
Losing my ability
To feel any tranquility.
Tears fall down like leaves.
God, I hope that you never leave.
Even with the love I receive,
Yeah, It's hard to believe.
Always focused on the vanity,
It's driving me to insanity.
Surviving all these calamities,
This just feels like a fantasy.
Like tides my moods shift,
My problems still persist.
With my red stained wrists,
Feeling like I wanna commit.
It's getting hard to speak,
Feeling fucking weak.
Happiness is what I seek,
But I feel tears roll down my cheek.
I've got nothing but despair,
Everybody is unaware.
I'll end my life, I swear
Nobody would even care.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Not Okay. I'm Sorry.
Poesíathis is just an outlet for some of my poetry and poetic thoughts. my mindsets and my perspective. i can tell you now that it won't all rhyme. don't expect perfection. enjoy, i guess. xx 💕
