Invading deep in my skin,
my wounds will not heal
Fear is how I roll,
confusing what is real
Bringing me down,
no can save my soul now
Driving myself crazy
The grey is so hazy
it's the end of my show
Holding on why, who knows
the walls are really closing in
Desperately try to hold on
but the final curtain is falling
Scaring my own reflection,
Who is this weakened person
So very fragile, sinking so low
Dragging around, if I just let go
Why is everything so heavy
Pulling me beneath myself
whatever I do, can't get strong
Nobody has ever proved me wrong.
Drowning in my own negative poison
Never leaving this lonely tormented prison
Nothing can save me now
Happiness for me is just not allowed
This is the way my whole life will end
Hope my biographical story helps you my friend.
About the Creator
Miss niland
I absolutely love writing . All my life's pain and torture and suffering of many kinds has not been in vain. X
Never before did I believe in myself. I am now 41 years old and just started writing in open after it being a secret all my life.
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