On The Road

DEAR DIARY

Dear diary,
I hate this feeling;
Why can't it just leave me be?
I don't want to be miserable
But I'm afraid that's all that's left to me.

I cry, but I don't feel better for it
And the walls around seems like they're closing in on me.
I've always hated confined spaces yet the world kept pressuring me.

Truly, I'm all alone,
Even my heart's deserted me;
Both courage and will feels very foreign to me.
Is there a better future out there or is this how it's going to be?
I think I now understand why some leave this world to be free.

I am not strong, I admit it,
But please don't make me regret it.
Jump off the roof? Who would that benefit?
Yet I feel a strong urge to take this quick exit.

I stare at the mirror,
Even my reflection scowls at me
Like it can't wait to be rid of me,
Even I don't want to be me.

Dear lord, have mercy.
Please don't be mad if I come early,
I tried really
But the struggle just gets too much daily.

©Sephace_