Alone, abandoned, overlooked.
I wake up to a never ending nightmare that I call life.
Insecurities and anxieties blare in as the alarm goes off.
Snooze. Snooze. It's all a ruse, I try to hit snooze in hopes to avoid the nightmare but in this terrible wake there is no snooze so I think, "What is there to lose?"
There's the mistake, don't think, do.
Overthinking leads to overanalyzing and overanalyzing is simply agony.
As words are torn into bits and pieces I learn in life there is no recess.
But how can I resist as negativities tempt me, as inseutirites seduce my mentality, my livelihood, me, I, there's nothing left to do but to cry because this life has gone awry.