Somewhere,between Heaven and Hell;
there is me;
just floating...unconsiously.
I eat because I have to;
I smile because-
everybody wants me to.
Lifelessly,I breathe;
and prey to just be happy.
They say that when one takes thier own;
they simply just float...
aimlessly...
I'm already there;
barely any life remains in me.
I'm drowning,in over my head
and cannot seem to stay afloat;
spinning,constantly;
longing to just sleep;
regretting regrets,{if possible}
and,on my own words,I choke;
I can no longer speak.
What would I say?
I worry of my honesty...
is there a point of too much?
and,if it's crawling to my grave that my soul longs to crave-
I believe I'm doing it,
succesfully.
"Okay"just is no longer enough;
it's always just"okay";
why can't I be happy,internally-
if only for a single day?!
Confusion sets in,so deep,
and casts dark clouds on my already constant pain;
I am frozen,like a corpse...
light,please shine on me soon;
for I don't know how much
more of this I can take.