Gone

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I can't help but think I want to be one of them

It's such a childish dream

Why can't I move on?


The same moments repeating in my head

Wishing I could move back to my old home

Not the location, but the confidence I had then

I want it back, why'd I have to move on?

Stuck in contradictions, I hate that I'm like this


When I look into my soul, there's nothing left

I can't give anything to anyone

I'm not even good enough for myself

I need to change

How can I change?


Accomplishing nothing in long amounts of time

How did I end up back here?

Constant frustration is eating at me

I thought this was over

The one thing that makes me happy now is almost ending

It's happening all over again

Someone save me

I'm not the same

I'm barely here


Why does it keep coming to this?

I want to feel better

I want to feel like I'm doing okay

But I keep crumbling because I'm just a mess

All I can think about are questions

Nothing makes sense anymore

Can't I be sure about something?

Can't I be grateful for what I once had?


Every consistency has faded

My mind is changing every second

Please let me go back to normal 

This is slowly killing me

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