I wasn't,
then was
Then wished I wasn't again
So many breaks within my face
Within my lonely skin
I sinned and prayed and lost my way
I lost my faith to darker days
I lost myself to find myself
I'm still lost trying to find myself
The man in the mirror looks like me, seldomly
I wonder how strange I'll be when I see these words at 23
I start so many things
Just for another me to see
I exist as one of many
Of me, there are plenty

Today, I say goodbye to you
The person I am, but never knew
This is me at 17
Still fond of hope and beautiful dreams.

Yet another day passes
Inconclusive thoughts fill my mind
I wish I didn't waste so much of my time
I wish I didn't hate what use to be mine
My feet continue the motions
While I continue astray
I often think of how today
Would be the same
If I didn't choose to stay

Today I laugh at the past, again
Think of things, old, again
Watch as the seams unthread
And the oceans turn dead.

In mind and body,
I am, monster
Again
I close my eyes.
If I could I would start again, but no
I will regret and die...

Something,
to say.
Maybe not worthless?
Maybe not like me?

Sad
since,
Memory serves.

Silent,
for days

Hoping for something...

follow the motions, again and again. Tired and lonely wishing for an end, to this pain this plain. The everything of my life is something that isn't right. Cry every night and hope to not again see light