#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes... By any means necessary dark clouds seem to follow I feel so broken and hollow today is over and tomorrow is getting closer I used to be a soldier now I'm losing my mind, living for a new day but I can't hold on stuck in my head it's scary but I can't seem to break the cycle endless days turn into endless night's I want to fight but deep down inside I'd really rather die, suicidel fuck survival the plot twist and turns I ask myself when is enough gonna be enough when you gonna learn, Albert Einstein insanity has control repeat it over and over zero fucks given as tears fall to the floor I'm begging for something different hoping for something more but it never comes,it's impossible just when I think it's coming together I hit another brick wall life altering obstacles end of the road who's right or wrong I don't know, throwing in the towel I surrender I give up it is what it is whatever it is I no longer have a heart so I'm heartbroken I've got nothing left end of the story
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