So many thoughts filling my head, not a single one ever coming to rest.
I must confess, none of the clouds blinding me could ever accurately paint a picture of what i feel inside my chest.
Staring at the grim sight that my life has become.
I don't wonder what lies in the days to come.
tied down by past indiscretions i'm stuck, stuck without a single hope to ever be, set free from the crushing grip of the demons that follow me every day.
Without the strength for even a last breath, i drift away.