Heads hurtin' with all this clutter,
bones achin' for more,
a constant mutter.
Agitated, mixed in with irritable,
everything and everyone makes me uncomfortable.

A confused expression with no clarity,
depressed & full of negativity.
Shameful of what I've done,
embarrassed, can't let go,
just point the gun.

No hope & only doubt,
isolated from humanity is in route.
Angry at the world & how cruel it can be,
hateful for who i have become,
What's wrong with me?

Rather sit in this sorrow of self pity,
deceitful, no trust, your so damn gritty.
Below ground zero all that is, isn't Me
How can this...