06/25/2023
The sadness hits
And goes
To a sunken place
My depression
Forces me to
Do things
Out of pressure
Or disputes the mind
Any anger
That spills out
Of this body which
I inhabit
Sometimes isn't worth it
To tell how I feel
This heart
Which is pumping
Inside my tired soul
Keeps telling me
Not to worry about
The unsettled situations
In life
My body
Is just an empty
Shell of a
Hollowed spirit
With no inch of
Personality and security
Just suffering
In my mist
My miserable life
Is in existence until
It's my time
To see
Myself move on