As days go by I no longer feel fortunate
When it comes to the idea of being alive
I can no longer concentrate
My life I can no longer render it
It’s no longer me in my body
I only hover over it
But I am not deceased
As the days go by
My happiness is decreased
It’s like my spirit is trapped
In a sandglass
With every spill
And every drop
She deteriorates
Now my stomach has more pills
But no one will know that
All they have seen is an act
I may chuckle
I may be foolish
But don’t be deceived
I am not as merry as you think
Therefore misery is all I have received
Now since that has happened
I am back in that place
All I feel is darkness around me
I can’t even get some space
Maybe this is what god had designed
For me to suffer
For me to deal with this agonizing pain
Please god go back to when I was made and rewind
I know me saying this
People will think my head is not right
And I agree
I’m sorry my days, and my life isn’t as bright
Life was a thief
Taking my innocence and leaving me with no beliefs
As my skin becomes foggy it’s a relief
But no one cares
Right?
Little does anyone know
Yet now they will
I look in the mirror
I can see them clearer
The skin on my body is torn
And the slashes on my skin is all that I wear
Yes this is all that I bare
Me telling my parents would bring their eyes to a storm
All they know is
That I like wearing flashy clothes
What they don’t know
And what they never will know
Won’t hurt them
The thing is
My arms and legs are no longer divine
All that are on them is lines
My head is filled with these voices
It’s obvious that
In my life
I have not made the best choices
It is so frustrating
Now I am sitting in my bath
Which is like my vast
My life is what I am contemplating
My apologies I will stop complaining
Please know I am trying my best
So give that half *** speech of why I should be here a rest
Mar 12, 2023
Mar 12, 2023 at 6:19 PM UTC