My mind is breaking, my body is aching. I cannot stop the trembling or shaking.
I want it to flow away, but nothing can keep it long at bay. Is it the body, or is it the mind? That puts me into this impossible bind.
I tried keeping calm. I tried letting it out. I begged, I pleaded, I screamed, and I shout. But nothing takes away this horrible plague. That never seems to want to fade.
I struggle alone with all these thoughts. Piece is something that’s dearly bought. Torment and agony are my daily bread. Misery and doubt make me wish to be dead.
Alone with this I will ever be. None shall ever set me free. I watch as the sun sets beneath the sea. And wish it me.
Does anyone care? It seems that they don’t. I’m a simple man, who hangs by the rope. They point and laugh. Jeer and cheer. As my fate grows ever more clear.

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