My heart is heavy.
My soul burdened.
My mind obliterated.
I cant find
no reason nor rhyme.
To just be fine.
I find my life is turning
Around with the tide.
Coming in and out
destitute and without.
Without choice.
Without need.
All I feel is that I bleed.
As a mark of a me.
To just want to be free.
My heart is heavy.
My mind in turmoil.
Just like some rolled up foil.
Discarded on the top
waiting to flop into the bin.
For once I have not found.
Anyone around which is rather profound.
To be here and then not.
I wish this could all be forgot.
Dec 19, 2019
Dec 19, 2019 at 9:39 AM UTC
My heart is heavy.
My soul burdened.
My mind obliterated.
I cant find
no reason nor rhyme.
To just be fine.
I find my life is turning
Around with the tide.
Coming in and out
destitute and without.
Without choice.
Without need.
All I feel is that I bleed.
As a mark of a me.
To just want to be free.
My heart is heavy.
My mind in turmoil.
Just like some rolled up foil.
Discarded on the top
waiting to flop into the bin.
For once I have not found.
Anyone around which is rather profound.
To be here and then not.
I wish this could all be forgot.
Just a little something i was thinking about