CIRCLES
BY C.WYNTER

I hate my mind, and it makes me hate myself, I am tired,
The numbness is so odd, the calmness a different desire,
Talk therapy didn't work today, going over the past made realize how bad,
The choices made by others that influenced my decisions, so now I'm sad,
And I swear I looked for the good, things to be grateful about,
I know it could be worse but these feelings Demand to be let out,
I'm unhappy, there's just this hole deep inside of me,
Festering, expanding, into more nothingness of...