The song in my heart has been silenced
The flash in my eyes is defiance
I don't know how to live life with substance
I'm fractured and lost beneath the surface
The core of this problem evades me
Clawing and crushing inside me
The love and knowing abandoned me
Making way for desperate uncertainty
What happened to her, the one before
She knew, til she walked out the door
Never looked back while I crumpled to the floor
My compass gone, I broke into four
The first was pain, in constant tears
Dagger to my heart at the words I've heard
Second an unending and anxious fear
Afraid all my hard work will just disappear
Number three; laziness, unwilling to try
I don't want to work, so instead I cry
And finally four, the oft-mentioned uncertain side
"I don't know, I don't know" the theme of my life
So as you see in this poem here
I may be dramatic but that is unclear
Maybe, maybe, I'm telling truth or at least near
I want someone to hold me and understand my fears
I may not always realize but I know I'm not eating
Not drinking not thinking, just escaping
Is it wrong to want escape from things I'm feeling
I don't want to push through, I just need it to be leaving
I dont know why I want to wallow
I just want it to go without effort to swallow
It's wrong, I know, but I need to burrow
Trying, these days, always ends in sorrow
I guess the end of this poem has arrived
There's more, too much more to put in these lines
Goodbye, myself, from past, present, and future times
I hope I make it through this storm of my life
Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 1:09 PM UTC
The song in my heart has been silenced
The flash in my eyes is defiance
I don't know how to live life with substance
I'm fractured and lost beneath the surface
The core of this problem evades me
Clawing and crushing inside me
The love and knowing abandoned me
Making way for desperate uncertainty
What happened to her, the one before
She knew, til she walked out the door
Never looked back while I crumpled to the floor
My compass gone, I broke into four
The first was pain, in constant tears
Dagger to my heart at the words I've heard
Second an unending and anxious fear
Afraid all my hard work will just disappear
Number three; laziness, unwilling to try
I don't want to work, so instead I cry
And finally four, the oft-mentioned uncertain side
"I don't know, I don't know" the theme of my life
So as you see in this poem here
I may be dramatic but that is unclear
Maybe, maybe, I'm telling truth or at least near
I want someone to hold me and understand my fears
I may not always realize but I know I'm not eating
Not drinking not thinking, just escaping
Is it wrong to want escape from things I'm feeling
I don't want to push through, I just need it to be leaving
I dont know why I want to wallow
I just want it to go without effort to swallow
It's wrong, I know, but I need to burrow
Trying, these days, always ends in sorrow
I guess the end of this poem has arrived
There's more, too much more to put in these lines
Goodbye, myself, from past, present, and future times
I hope I make it through this storm of my life
This was written a year ago, during a severe low in my life
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