Lost Words
My lungs feel choked and dry
I'm tired of breathing most days
My bones ache from all the weight
I placed it there myself but I can't stop
My heart feels heavy with scars
From pain I've never spoken
My mind feels weary from running
Overthinking everything I've ever done
My skin feels like just a mask
Cracked through from trauma and loneliness
My smile feels weary and sad
Unable to hide so much emptiness inside
I'm sinking slowly into madness
Losing any hope of finding myself
Finding more comfort in the prospect of dying
Than trying to keep fighting for those around me
I'm so tired of this life
This constant fear of disappointment
I'm letting the emptiness take over
Feelings of nothing better than lost expectations
Trying to get people to understand
And no one truly wanting to listen
My arms feel brittle and weary
The blade never could get deep enough
My eyes frel dark and hardened
The same look they gave me all those years
My voice feels harsh and shrew
Tired from years or screaming and crying
My soul feels more dim with every passing day
The fire inside me finally giving out
My skin feels just like a mask
Never showing the full truth of all my self-hatred
My smile feels weary and broken
Wishing someone could hear my screams
© Dani Campbell
I'm tired of breathing most days
My bones ache from all the weight
I placed it there myself but I can't stop
My heart feels heavy with scars
From pain I've never spoken
My mind feels weary from running
Overthinking everything I've ever done
My skin feels like just a mask
Cracked through from trauma and loneliness
My smile feels weary and sad
Unable to hide so much emptiness inside
I'm sinking slowly into madness
Losing any hope of finding myself
Finding more comfort in the prospect of dying
Than trying to keep fighting for those around me
I'm so tired of this life
This constant fear of disappointment
I'm letting the emptiness take over
Feelings of nothing better than lost expectations
Trying to get people to understand
And no one truly wanting to listen
My arms feel brittle and weary
The blade never could get deep enough
My eyes frel dark and hardened
The same look they gave me all those years
My voice feels harsh and shrew
Tired from years or screaming and crying
My soul feels more dim with every passing day
The fire inside me finally giving out
My skin feels just like a mask
Never showing the full truth of all my self-hatred
My smile feels weary and broken
Wishing someone could hear my screams
© Dani Campbell