Lately it feels like a war sparks,
in my head where I don't feel fine.
I think I'm just faking everything.
When I say I'm sort of alright,
I'm not even half of a happy guy.

Does it hurt more to have hope,
I cannot wait on my stars no more.
My soul feels weary to this day,
and I have no will to keep going on,
when will I finally be at home?

I don't know how to feel really,
I think I'm falling again for them,
but I'm unsure of everything.
I think I'm just looking for intimacy,
that I never had with anyone.

So it isn't right, to let this thing,
grow into a tree or a pretty flower,
but the heart cannot be tamed.
I tried before a thousand times,
but it came empty and void inside.

I just wish I could be truly loved,
by the right person for my heart,
but my heart I am not lending again.
So I'll let it go, let it be a wasted feeling,
maybe I should learn to love myself.

Oh god why is the heart so crazy,
and why is depression so permanent?
If I call onto the stars again tonight,
will my voice be heard by someone?
If I let go, will I be free of my pain?

© dats_poetry