Poem -
I Lose
Losing my way.
Losing my mind.
Losing my inner peace.
Losing my fight.
I'm lost beyond repair.
This broken soul and sunken mind are taking over.
This brain is my worst enemy.
I'm barely alive, fading faster everyday.
These lethal thoughts are slowly winning.
It's time to surrender because this pain has won.
Only way to fix this is by caving and ending it all.
I give up, I'm done, and I'm over.
Enough of this painful life for me.
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Comments
Once we were children then...we grow up. That is all there really is to know...life can be ugly
Yes it can...
Our brains are definitely our worst enemy!
When I was a child my nan sent us out into the garden to play. She said keep yourselves busy, the devil finds work for idle hands. I took it quite literally!
When I grew up I realised that the "devil" was inside us all, in our heads — waiting.