I can't deal with this right now.
I can't feel what you want me to.
I can't be there for you always.
I can't not be a grenade,
Ready to blow and destroy
Everything in its wake.
I can't handle this pressure
Going on in my life.
I'm all alone, and I want to cry.
I can't be the person you
Want to see.
I can't express myself for
What you need.
I feel like I'm sinking.
I can't rise to the surface.
I can't breathe.
I can't think or see.
I can't simply be me,
But I also can't figure out
Who that's supposed to be.
I can't stop thinking
About his smile,
And I can't stop running
And running for miles.
I run from my problems
Hoping they won't catch me.
But, in reality, they're all I see.
I can't stop being this
Other person.
It's like I'm looking in from the
Outside, yet I'm still in
My pathetic limbs.
I can't reach myself.
I can't apologize for what I've done.
I can't .
I can't .
I can't .
YOU ARE READING
Sure, Thanks, I am Fine
PoesíaDepression Anxiety Insomnia Heartbreak Unloved Crazy Scared Joyful Happy Bullied Everything listed here is something I've either felt or gone through. As have many others. But is it easy to say out loud? No, it never is.