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i have been tired
i lay awake at night
pulliing at my skin
trying to make myself change
knowing it won't work
questions fill my head
why am i like this?
should i end it all now?
the last question remains unanswered
always a possibility
the reasons to live for me are few
in a room full of people
i feel alone
with no goals
no hope of a bright future
i grow exhausted
thinking about every flaw
everything ive ever done wrong
knowing i will never be better
so why try?
the thought of death calms me
all that power
leaving on my own terms
yet i cannot go
because the thought of death terrifies me
what if there is nothing after this life?
just darkness
our bodies decaying
our souls gone
just darkness
forever
these are the thoughts that keep me up at night
the battles fought in my head
as i lay crying without emotion
cold tears stain my pillow
my eyes are puffy the next day
swollen
they have been beat by my mind
once again
this is a battle i will never win.
