Thinking

I wish I could stop thinking
All I do is think
Every thought creating pain
That lingers in me deep.

Everything feels so hard
Every second hurts
And I can't take it anymore,
What am I even living for.

I'm speaking to the spirits now
Something has to change,
Something has to pull me out
Of thoughts that contain pain and doubt
Or else I'll decide for myself
That this must be the end
And take it into my own hands,
To leave this place my mind replace
With someone who is safe, at home
Where I feel I belong,
A place that's like a memory so far away it calls to me.

The sky grows grey the clouds descend
The pressure grows the last light goes
I grow cold the room grows dark
Here I am lost, I fall apart

While here I stay I am alone
I don't belong
I must go home