i don’t know what to do,
my mind won’t hold itself together.

i can’t numb myself,
that’s been done for me.

i can’t feel,
i’ve lost the bottle i’ve stored it all in.

i can’t picture where i’ll be in 3 years,
probably reborn again.

i’ve given up on reaching out for help,
it’s not like it’s worked before.

i genuinely cannot bring myself to want to stay,
instead i walk through my day in shame.

when will i feel?
when will i live?
when will i feel alive?