Sometimes, you know.

I feel so fucking broken

Physically, emotionally drained and depressed

I try to keep it out of sight

It all feels like a test

That I'm brutally failing

I was never given a chance to properly prepare

But life struck hard

And I felt the pain deep, and it just felt unfair

Maybe if I'd just open my eyes

I would see, its not life that's striking, it's me

I'm the cause of my own destruction

It's the guy in the mirror that just can't seem to  see

Let it be known that I am not who I am

Or who you want me to be, but I would if I could

I'd be the hero if that were a possibility

And I'd do my best to save everybody, I would


I swear it.

And I hope you're doing okay today, because I hurt. ❤️

◄ Where I Am

You Beautiful Soul. ►


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