Why do I feel so trapped in my mind?
Why do I feel that the world would be better off if I died?
Why do I feel like I’ll never be enough?
Why do I feel that I’ll never be loved?
My conscience fucks me around
I don’t want to die, I’m longing to feel very alive
Holding on to memories of laughter, enchantment and delight
Wondering if I’ll ever win this fight?
Will I ever have a happy ever after?
I can’t recollect the last time I felt truly blessed
I lost sight of what was realistic
For many years my mind has left me believing that I’m possessed
I feel incredibly pessimistic
I just crave for a life where I feel adored
I wish I wasn’t drowning in my mind
I hope all my happiness and faith can be restored
I wish depression wasn’t so unkind.
- Author: Cheyenne Smith ( Offline)
- Published: October 27th, 2021 03:51
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
Comments1
All will be good poet
Cheer up
Though I know it’s too difficult at times
Your words hold power
They will be kind
Calmness shall soon reside
The beauty that you carry in your mind
If today is dusk
Tomorrow shall be a new dawn
For your happiness and glee around
Wish you a great day ahead dear poet
Thank you very much and I like your little poem!
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