Coming Undone

I’m coming undone, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen the sun. days starting to feel like reruns. I walk around town with my head down, trying to force a smile but I can only frown, I don’t want to drown.
I can no longer stand, my demons got the upper hand...
I gotta confess, this fucked up life has left me depressed, I’m stressed, need rest. I don’t feel very blessed. I just gotta get this off my chest...I let to many things go unaddressed, never knew how to express and you could care less, this was always my mess. All these feelings I suppress, I make little progress and than I regress, never was a success. Are you impressed? Did I pass your test? I’ll give you a minute to let this digest. How come I feel so numb. To much trauma I can’t overcome...
My head is screwed, I’m coming unglued, mood viewed as rude...
My mind is weak, feelings of defeat. maybe it’s help I should seek, I’ll go next week.