Trapped ✨✨

I’m my biggest problem I’m my very last hope

My patheticness is humbling

I still don’t know how to cope

My mind is always on the run

Yet my body stays forever frozen. I always find myself stunned

At the paths of which I’ve chosen

My best never seems reasonable enough.

My best self can’t play against;

Every single day seems challenging

My worst self is hard to defeat

Constantly in a state of depression,

Even when life’s going well a different kind of intimidation

Being trapped in your hell

I understand that things

Could be worse,

But things could always be better; thinking I’ll only find peace in a hearse,

Only content when I’m six feet under

I believe all the people did leave behind.

I feel about their sadness, But if only they could read my mind,

Witness my mind’s madness