At times I lay awake
Wishing for my soul to take
Take a journey on a path
A path to freedom.
When I lay awake
Staring at the ceiling
I think "why,why am I like this"
Vulnerable
Weak
Emotional but at the same time...emotionless
All these bottled up feelings
They are killing me.
Slowly
They are taking me to a dark place.
Depression
These bottled up emotions force their way out,but I push them back in
They are piling up inside me.
I'm going to explode
I'm going to crack
I'm going to have to stop one day
They will come out one day.
When that day comes, it'll be endless.
Endless crying
Endless screaming
Endless pain.
They will pour out,
Only to be replaced with more emotions.
The cycle goes on for days on end.
No room for happiness.
Back to the dark place I go.
