I’m tired of the daily struggle the way, the way life tries to burst my bubble. That I feel all these things, my trying torment brings.
Of promises made yet broken quickly, of the truths I’ve shared, and how little others cared. As they spread my secrets far and wide. Leaving nowhere for me to hide.
The fake smiles, the gilded tongues. These sneaky serpents make me wish I could run. Far from here to a desolate cave. where in peace I could rant and rave.
Just once is it ever enough? can I get by without “well, life sucks?” The hopes I’ve had, the dreams I’ve dared. Life has broken them beyond repair.
A loving family, a caring wife. Was always what I wished to have. Yet it was a lie, turned into pain. One I tried to endure, ignore the shame. it was such a cruel game, I nearly went insane.
Work all day, sleep all night. There must be more within this life. Then to be alone, with all these thoughts. I’m not a drone, mindless here, chasing money so very dear.
I lay down now, in my bed to dwell. alone with the thoughts that are my hell. As the darkness closes in, the nighttime panic begins again.


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