As I sit here and stare into the open.
I wonder why my life is so broken.
No one to wish me well.
Just here suffering in my own Hell.
I know I am partially to blame.
My own actions has brought me shame.
I let those down who believed in me.
Became what I did not wanted to be.
An useless individual with no hope of saving.
Just living to satisfy ones needs and cravings.
Unable to get out of this pit.
Just here sobbing like a helpless kid.
Must i continue living my life this forever?
Won’t it ever change for the better?
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I am here. Writhing and tormented by thoughts and decisions.
Uncertainty and Doubt
Avoidance of action desperate for change.
Falling falling fast.
I am here.
Not much I can do for
You.
But at least tell you
Say to you
I am here
I hear you