Time is running out, no space for recovering,
Just wet wounds are raw and left for uncovering.
But how do I ease the tension or buffering?
For all I got with me are pain and suffering.

Unknowingly accustomed to being caged like a
bird,
Hopelessly searching to be seen, understood, and heard.
I don't know how to love because I never got the love I deserved,
That's probably why I sit here numb, quiet, and reserved.

While obstacles strike me like a million comets,
Tear drops run down my face like a leaking faucet.
Dusting off the old skeletons laying in my closet,
I'm an anxiety storm trying to find what caused it.

Couldn't imagine a man who cares about me,
For so long it's been unclear and hard to see.
I don't even think I know how or who to be,
I just want to finally let go and be set free.

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I think loving myself first is the real key.

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All I did was do as I was told and obeyed,
But I received utter silence and got betrayed.
The smell of fresh blood won't vanish or fade,
I need to take a long break or find some shade.

You could say I got fooled badly and played,
I cry, sitting on my bruised knees and prayed.
But I guess this is how life was truly made,
Only meant to swirl in this deceptive arcade.

Humans struggle to live while dying to upgrade,
Ah, cool! What a bittersweet game of slavery trade.

I try to keep the echoes of my sorrow at bay,
but why do they choose to remain and stay?
For all of these stains can't seem to wipe away,
That predator lives shamelessly and doesn't pay.

Trying to break away from mankind's selfish ways,
I watch my bruised body and soul slowly decay.
Hopelessly waiting to feel some peace and convey,
But honestly, is there anything really left to say?

For that's what I wished for from the very first day,
Yet all I am is a mere human made of cracked clay.

Paving paths to suffice, to behave, and to save,
Bending to the whims of society till the grave.
Yet they admire struggle and say you are "brave",
But I just want to go back into my safe, dark cave.

You can't even sleep, repeat, and just crawl.
With these shaky legs, unable to stand tall.
It feels lonely as if no one hears you cry or call,
Knowing our purpose, but we get up and fall.

It's frustrating to know nothing is as it seems,
You realize you're truly alone, there are no teams.
At times, you start believing you cannot redeem,
Illusions break, life no longer feels like a dream.

Digesting all of life facets and dark themes,
Your spirit fights but starts tearing at its seams...

© Fanaa