The same routine
falling into place.
Trying to breathe
but can't find the space.
The inside of my mind is a
whole different case.
Running, giving it all.
Still not winning this race.
Everything just another
reason to stall.
Velvet & lace, into a bed
of roses I fall.
Consumed in the roses red.
Thorns wrapped around
my arms, over my mouth.
Words left unsaid.
Every move cuts deeper.
Patience bled.
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Days feel so long. Everything seems to be going wrong. Sitting here alone, not wanting anyone near me. I can't deal with what I see. I hate myself, I hate this world we live in.
Out of the sea you rise, fierce with the atrocities of day, You rage till you have burnt the gentle shadows.
Lost. Stuck. Confused. Don't know what to do, Don't know what to say. Should I go in this direction. Or the other way. Perhaps this option would be best, Or maybe this one would.
I always feel... Constantly shit. I always want... To quit. I always say... I'm alright. I always do... What is right. I always see... Needless violence. I always hear... Deadly silence.
Let's just take things slow now. You don't need to rush your mind. Let's take it easy, please. We know both aren't your type. You need to calm yourself down, Before you ruin your whole life.
Moments like this. I wish I could fast forward. To feel this way. I wish to not feel more of. Sometimes I wish I cud go. Go to a mountains silent high top. I am struggling here.
I sleep and wake with thoughts in my head I wish they would just leave my bed They come together in a bundle That sometimes I honestly can't handle They make me cry I have no clue why Push them...
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