the path of life
my heart is empty
heavy like a led weight
yet i walk ever steady
down the thickly wooded path
on this dark and ominous night
moving debri and thicket out of my way
it feels as though im in a circle
like a track at a race
you always finish off where you started
never better off than before
my guilt starts to weigh me down
like baggage on my back
and embarrassment is the hunger
thats nawing at my heart
but hate is the fire
that pushes me towards this torture
hate for him hate for me
hate towards and for everyone
i am an ugly shadow of a monster
a shell of a person
this forest seems to enclose around me
the bright and eerie moon watching me from afar
as if it were laughing
laughing at my struggles
laughing at my pain
but isn't that what the world does
it watches you try and navigate your way
laughing when you fall
and teasing when you cry
who cares!!
i feel like crying
like giving up
but i can't
i would hate myself even more
if i give up now
i might never find the end
of this maze called life
the end
it scares me
like hands at my throat
tightening
squeezing
till my face is all red
and my poor heart struggling
that darkness beyond
im scared
im not afraid of the dark
just the monsters my brain imagines
the larger than life monsters ready to suck out my life
but then i put my glasses back on
the shadows still
the lines sharpen
and i realize that im still back
on the path in the woods
but this time there's a bed
a soft comfortable bed
but if i lay down i would not get up
it's better than walking in circles
so i lay down
and sleep
a deep lovely sleep
and i dream of waking up again and walking