Burned Out
Day by day
Night by Night
I can't continue in this mental fight
Do you know how hard it is?
Do you know what it's about,
To constantly feel like a cigarette put out?
My fire is out
I am nothing but smoke
it seeps through my cracks until I begin to choke.
I am at war.
I have little power
to continue this mental battle from minute to hour
My will to win is gone,
I have no more might
How do you fight it,
when the "it" is what you're using to fight?
This poem is about:
Me
Our world