Racing thoughts and endless what ifs.
I struggle to decipher the messy whispers.
The possibilities of everything overwhelms me.

I have nothing to offer but
i still hang onto a
small glimpse of hope;
A dream i once told you of-
I wish to make it right.
will this finally be right for me?
Or will i watch it all go down again.

I am running out of options.
I am lacking emotions.
This sickening confusion,
A mind full of madness.

I am everything but something.