wanderlust

dying..

tired of these demons 

tired of this life 

tired of their fake support

tired of their lies

i just wanna hide

i feel too numb to cry

i'm slowly dying inside 

i can't control these thoughts 

i can't see my purpose

living is a joke

living is worse

than trying to survive 

trying to stay alive 

i'm sorry friend 

i tried, i really did....

Comments1

  • myself and me

    I can understand you, your desperation, but I can not agree with you on what you did and trying to do. Die is easy, survive is hard. But only when you are alive, you will see hope.
    Clear your mind, be stronger, fight harder, much harder for a bright future ahead of you.



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