I have forged my heart
Through a vivid dream where I depart
In my inevitable destiny
Into what I call insanity
As I lay within the blank walls
Feeling myself so deeply small
Carrying my despair
I do not know where
My misery cannot foresee
The day it will proudly leave
Thus I am but alive
Living through frozen times
Where my cries
Will resonate until I die
Where my scars
Are but marks
Of my desperate attempts
To feel my best
My mind starts to melt
My mouth starts to yell
As ashes come out
Within a brain full of doubts
And as death reaches its hand
I sink within its sand
I begin to believe
I am not meant to live
YOU ARE READING
Lonely souls
PoetryPoems written about the sufferance of having to live with mental health issues.
