Despising ones self for the person they're not

Takes a lifetime of practice
and all that they've got

Stuck in the past and a prisoner of time

Locked up in shackles
In ones very own mind

Breathing in air that others deserve

Not sure why they're here still walking the earth

Remorse for a wasted life year after year

Seen through the eyes of loved ones and all they hold dear

As tears trickle down
Into a puddle of grief

It's all they can muster to feel some relief

Failure upon failure never tasting success

Makes a person feel worthless and praying for a quick death

Connecting with no one, left alone to wage war

Like a lion in sheeps clothing unable to roar

Waking from nightmares
Time and again

Not a soul to confide in
Not a single good friend

A constant struggle and the testing of ones own free will

Can crumble down the highest of walls that took years to build

No one chooses to enter or when to check out

Just an empty container
That's filled with self doubt

Conflict and turmoil and clouds overhead

Is where to find comfort when laid down for bed