The days are long, and they grow longer. Fighting my mind, artfully I conquer. Angels surround me but in my mind still lives old monsters.
Unable to free myself from these thoughts. I flow with the stream, seeing but not understanding so many things.
How am I supposed to find myself? When I’m trapped being someone else.
At times I feel, this life is a dream. Not even real filled with temporary pain and short lived thrills.
I fit in no where. I must go it alone, I feel sadness in my heart from being so far from home.
Surrounded by so much beauty, yet at times I can feel so much darkness inside and I can feel so ugly.
Sometimes I feel so lost inside, feeling so disconnected I thought I just wanted someone to hug me.
I just wanted to be understood. But I can’t be explained, so they just pass judgement unable to feel my heart or comprehend my brain.
I breath in deeply, hoping that my gloom flees from me. But it’s like a shadow always there even when I think I have no care.
Will I ever escape this person I call myself, for he is not I, and I am not this self.