Still Alive
By A Rambling Mind
Sorry I haven’t been myself
I have been a mess
Wanting to stop this beating in my chest
I let my thoughts manifest
Into something quite dangerous
Now family are fearing for me
Actual fear in their eyes
Racing around to stop me from
Closing my eyes for a final time
I am sick, sick in the mind
It is quite tiring keeping myself alive
My couch, my sanctuary and my jail
This illness is my living hell
At least I am alive with my story to tell

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