My eyes are never dry
My head never clear
My stomach churns daily
My mind’s numbed by fears

I’m sorry I’m distant, disturbed
And distracted
I’m sorry I’m silent, saddened
And secluded

I want to be better
I want to be well
I want to go one day
Without facing Hell

I want to make memories
Not dwell in my mind
I want to escape this
I want out of this bind

I keep saying sorry
When I know I should stop
I mean to say thank you
For sticking, for staying,
Not letting me drop.