Tried to be self medicated, found myself not motivated. Look I have no idea what I've created. No way of understanding, use to feel outstanding. I don't reconize that man, grab my hand. Take me to a safe place. Tear drops and alcohol running down my face. Heart pounding I think I need a relief. Something that cuts deep. This is something I try to get use to. The disappearance of humanity gave me some kind of anxiety. Wish this wasn't consuming me. The never ending feeling of pressure when I ugly cry. Next thing you know I wake up to the sunlight from the sky. What the hell happened to me?
Where is my help, suffering alone with mental health. I've got no room and I feel as if it's all rushing me.