cant run from it
cant run from it
always a step behind
the worst is im trapped
in my own mind
the end is near
i cant keep trying
stop asking if im okay
im tired of lying
my fake smile is getting heavy
eyes cant hold back
my mind has won
done living in the black
going trough the emotions
its almost time to quit
most fear death
but others pray for it
This poem is about:
Me