
Sometimes i sit in my dark,humid room and wonder
If everything ends in death, why bother?
Why try hard to do everything in sequences?
Why always trying to match people who match your frequency?
There is a exhaustion that travel around me
Emotionally, physically mentally and even motivationally
I feel like I am buried underneath a collapsed building
Can someone convince me that life is really worth living ?
I know I should be grateful for what I have
But should it make my pain any less dwarfed?
Sleep? I don't even know what that is anymore
I am scared of what might show up in my medical check up
I don' t want to feel anything anymore
Just want live on numbed nerve roots
I don't want to live with a heart all open and sore
Sometimes i randomly collapse,i don't know who i am anymore
At night with one sip and it feels like i am talking too much
Trying to make them feel like pain, poking voodoo dolls
Watching them see different images of me, like my life is a TV store
Bungee jumping without the desire to bounce back up
I feel present but not there,all the time
Then fake a laugh so no one know what's happening inside
Here is the kicker, i don't even know either
But it feels like i dine everyday with a grim reaper.
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Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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So relatable. So true. Your questions are so profound and thought-provoking.
This is So profound