I have lost the will to live,
I have nothing more to give.
Feel stoic in my veins,
I cannot differentiate laughter from pain.
My head feels like a ton,
Makes me weak when I feel I have nowhere to run.
Tears roll down my face,
I feel the need to forfeit the race.
There is nothing left in me,
No pain, sorrow or even greed.
I hate the feeling I get now and then,
Makes me want to loathe myself over and over again.
I hear voices in my head,
They trouble me throughout the day and in bed.
I see things I don’t want to dream,
It feels so real; it makes me want to scream.
So much has changed since then,
I wish I had another chance to start over again.
It’s all lost now, everything,
But I feel no pain or anything.
It hurts to look back and grieve,
I feel I have no one left to believe.
Every second feels like a million piercing daggers,
I hate it when I don’t even feel any anger.
I am holding on to what I believe,
I will always be true to myself no matter what I achieve.
Its times like these I feel down,
But I know that if I keep swimming, I will never drown.