Lonely souls

A misconception

I fall beneath my expectations 

Asked to be more present

But, I cannot comply

As I am nowhere to be found

I have tried

I have fell off the ground

A cord strapped to my soul

With a blade within my hands

It takes a toll

When you try to hang your demons away

Or to overdose on your pain

You try to crash to end the darkness

While your mind attacks your weaknesses.

I've got scars from burning my misery

And scars from cutting my agony

I've got nothing left inside of me

As I am ,simply put, a broken record 

of overthinking 

A body that is breaking

Palpitations of despair

Repetitions to bear 

with my delusional misconception

of obsessions

A renown look upon life

A gift with a price

My mental stability 

Is now unstable