where I'm at.

Needing the drive,
Only wish i enjoyed
Failing,
Oh this isn’t art
If only you,
Understood how deep
My mind was,
Fuck i wish i could write
I have no substance
You fuckers are all right
Welcome to my
Slow
Demise,
Find the niche,
The pick me up.
Its no wheres insight.
Except these toxins,
But at least for now,
I feel all right.