Stuck in this place again
how did I end up here
was it the self harm
or wishing for the end to be near

I could feel myself falling apart
little bits swept afar
will I ever get them back
or are they kept somewhere in a jar

It’s lonely here without family
nobody to turn to for help
I feel like my heart is tangled
in a sea forest of kelp

I want to get better
and find happiness again
such and impossible task
in a world without a friend

I can’t stop thinking about Mom
and all the things that went wrong
how she should’ve chose me
since we’ve talked, it’s been so long

Or the trauma from my past
how Joey and Ray ****** my life
will my head ever be good enough
to become someone’s wife

And how Grandma was stolen
from this Earth far too soon
I wish I could talk to her
instead I talk to the man in the moon

So many things haunt me
the stress just piles up
I guess that explains
why I’m stuck in a rut

So I’m stuck in this place again
writing in a journal not my own
trying to get better
trying to get home

I go to the groups
and I take all my meds
but I’m still not improving
and I’m stuck in my head

How long will this take
will these wounds ever mend
maybe I should have done it
put my suffering to an end

Instead I’m on pink slip
who knows how long after that
I guess if anyone needs me
well you know where I’m at