Why do I question myself, and create issues that aren't even there.
Why do I ask, like people even care.
I'm tired of being tired,
any energy I have has long been acquired.
I'm drowning in my own struggles,
I could really use some snuggles.
Everything is chaotic,
everything feels so hypnotic.
My day to day is in a haze,
please, please help me out of this daze.
It's hard to have people around me,
I am better off lonely.
what's the point in trust,
when it ends like a porker hand, a bust.
Never mind all these emotions I'll keep them to myself, I'll just whisper them into a bottle and store on a shelf.






© All Rights Reserved