My heart feels heavy most days,
I let my mind stray:
Out of what feels like a maze,
To clean up the mess I made.
My conscience harasses me,
Like it’s got a mind of It’s own;
I wish it would just agree,
And leave me alone.
I keep myself occupied
So I won’t have to let it in;
It’s easier to hide,
So it won’t win.
Your heart has too much damage ,
Who could love you ;
Your too much to Manage,
If only they knew.
Your lost inside your thoughts,
There’s no way to go about;
You’ve already Fought,
And checked out.
You bang and you scream ,
But your voice isn’t heard;
Wake up from this dream,
Before reality becomes blurred.