What's it like.. ?
Being.. alright
I'm trapped in my mind,
Trying to win an impossible fight
Maybe just maybe
I can seep tonight
My mind is crowded
All these thought
Sometimes I feel trapped
Sometimes I feel lost
My mind gets dark
My actions get sloppy
I can't see straight
Someone get this boulder off me
I'm trying to breathe
But my chest is compressed
It's like smoke filling my lungs
But the smoke is just empty promises
They fill me
They take over
They eat me alive
I can't even roll over
I'm laying down
Trying to scream out
Stuck in this house
It's like I'll never get out
My mind is a home
A home for the demons
They get comfy
And I never can see them leaving
What do I do
Have you felt this way too?
Do you know what it's like? Or am I the only one in this fight.
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POEMS FOR THE BROKEN
PoetryHere's a collection of some of my best works. I'll publish a page at a time.. there probably not worth your time anyway but here ye go...
