I can’t go on anymore, not this way,
I struggle and struggle to break the surface,
I gasp and I sink, I am downing.
From the time I was in my teens
I could see that i was broken,
I wanted to stop it, stop the struggle.
I didn’t want to die, I wanted to stop fighting.
I wanted to let go of every damn thing
that burned by brain to a pile of ashes.
People mistake it for cries for help, it is not
I AM ON FIRE
and there is nothing you can do to stop it.
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