Depressed

My head is a maze and I can’t gather my thoughts,

I am in a daze and I feel completely lost.

All alone in the world without a helping hand,

And it hurts so bad but it’s made me who I am.

I struggle everyday just to make it to the next,

Searching for answers but I haven’t found any yet.

Trapped inside my head looking for a way out,

I battle within myself to see what Life’s about.

A reason for living or should I say a reason for not,

I don’t have much but I cherish what I’ve got.

My Life is confusion and it doesn’t make sense,

I try to live an illusion but my mind is bent.

Everything I create and try to make my self see,

Somehow turns bad and comes back at me.

A retaliation of sorts for not living what is real,

It controls my emotions and determines how I feel.

It makes my days long and it gets me so stressed,

But I guess this is Life when you live it depressed.











Michael C. Lucas

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