Sorrow
I'm my own worse enemy.
I'm a prisoner of my own thoughts.
I want to be free but my mind won't allow it.
Heart crying and my insides dying.
My eyes are blinded by the many tears that I shed but noone looking, listening, caring, so I want to give up.
The easy way out but that would be pathetic.
No way in hell am I pathetic.
I look to the sky for guidance, for hope, reliance and all the help is out there waiting for me to grab it but my body is slow to react, I feel like I'm in a slow motion nightmare.
I want to give the world my all and shine through the darkness that's surrounding me but my mental block is slowly cutting off sense of reality, drowning in my own sorrow.
Sorrow is my best friend, my only friend.
God help me because sorrow hates me.