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Sickness
It's amazing how unreal I can feel sometimes
Like I'm just wisp
like a memory that takes time and effort to recall
When I speak it feels like air
The way some people look through me
like I'm not even there
My body feels so heavy
It craves something so sick
I just want to hide in darkness
So they can't see me cry
To keep my lies
Deny Deny Deny
Maybe if I could save the world
Maybe if i tried
They would never see past my mask
That I am a monster
that feels guilt
But not enough remorse to quit
Can I ever stop?
Or is it will?
Feels like I'm losing it
I feel so alone
Feel so ill
Is there a pill I can take..to make me feel well?
Like I'm just wisp
like a memory that takes time and effort to recall
When I speak it feels like air
The way some people look through me
like I'm not even there
My body feels so heavy
It craves something so sick
I just want to hide in darkness
So they can't see me cry
To keep my lies
Deny Deny Deny
Maybe if I could save the world
Maybe if i tried
They would never see past my mask
That I am a monster
that feels guilt
But not enough remorse to quit
Can I ever stop?
Or is it will?
Feels like I'm losing it
I feel so alone
Feel so ill
Is there a pill I can take..to make me feel well?
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