Me

Anxiety taunted me Depression tortured me And when I thought it was over they both needed me

Goner

Time passes and the cloud still lingers My sanity is slipping thru my fingers I ask myself why and how much longer And she responds “when you realize he’s a goner”

Emptiness

This place of emptiness is odd yet welcomed The old me is dead and gone but beckoned I dont want to go back and i know i cant And certain stories i refuse to recant But this feeling is so new im terrified And with each step theres no guide Its just me, walking away...

Ego

Im tired of asking the same questions I been learned the main lesson The same lesson over and over again The same pain with no end game To be a woman scorned When I was already warned Seems like a joke But thats the ego I stroked

Gray

Its almost too much all at once So much I had invested in us I won’t encounter another peaceful day Just clouds the 50 shades of gray

Dead

Im at the hands of my addiction My life, my greatest affliction To be welcomed every day To enter my home and stay To every bleeding numb moment To the extent that I grieve, I love it But the body cant gap the bridge between me and her And I’m dwindling as she spirals to...

Drip

Drippin in sin Mourning within Walk straight into the abyss To never again feel like this To never again feel Weak against any ordeal Blood drips off my fingertips Numb for I cant feel this I wont pray for the mind gone array The mind will find its way In a field of mindless disarray

Struggle

My struggle has always been my motivation. Took me a while to recover from the devastation When nightmares are your reality You have a list of people you would rather be When the anxiety doesn't stop burning And your depression continues yearning It feels like a never ending filmstrip I gotta catch myself , get...

Late Night

Late night thoughts Bout everything I’ve come across All the demons I’ve fought All the moments I’ve lost All the if’s, and’s, or buts Those feelings in my gut The tears, raw and uncut Anxiety has arrived , sorry to interrupt

I Refuse.

I don’t want to go thru your phone at 4am I don’t want to pluck the petals from the stem I don't want to count how many showers I don’t want your guilty flowers I don’t want to stare out of the windows I don’t want to deal with my heart as it billows I...