It creeps up and says jump,
Use and misused and dumped.
In a burning pit of stress,
Suffocated by all my messI can't breathe,
Happy for a second I know it will leave.
Maybe I don't have the words,
Or maybe I'm just cursedIt makes me loose it,
Honestly it forces me to quite.
But..i can't and can
See..its confusing,I seriously don't understand.The fear of it snatching,
My dreams and future's patterns aren't matching,
Should I or should I not,
Soul lonelier than a white canvas with a black dotDon't think I don't try,
Cause In the end its my pillow that hears me cry.
Anxiety is toying with me,
I have eyes but I'm clueless and can't seeMy veins,
Have felt the metals pains,
Coursing with my toxic tears,
Sorry to my walls for the cries it hearsScarlet ousted from my body,
I could have been somebody.
But...reality kicks dreams away,
Skin only survived because of the sun rayThe tune is soothing,
That's when i slowing knew I was loosing.
All those medications and oxygen wires,
Won't fix the imbalanced emotions that are liers'Believe in yourself "
They say it like your removing a book from the shelf.
The courage and bravery I wish,
I'm sure I'm the devils dishFor granted I've been taken,
My doings are being mistaken.
My shoulders are heavy because of all this,
What did I miss?X's and O's
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One With The Wind
PoetryTo whom it may touch, Thy soul,thy heart and thy might, Quench the thirst or enlighten, Feels of home and brighten. The more I'm stuck, In this cage of bad luck, The more my demons are at there best when I sleep. I'm in to deep.