Wrote this probably a year ago:
***That Sinking Feeling***
By the look in my eyes, you can tell I’m stressed.
Depressed at everyone putting my sanity to the test.
Bottling it up until I unearth it,
It's just not worth it.
To give in to everyone’s hypocritical bullshit.
The times now seem way too tough,
Rough to the point where I’ve had enough.
I’ve been there before, just like you,
When the hardest thing to do,
Is just trying to make it through.
I can’t even begin to describe the pain.
Sane borders a line that I can’t explain.
Sustaining myself for one more day,
Squinting through the gray
I try to find the way.
Tell me it’s enough, just say it’s alright.
Despite myself, I’m asking for insight.
But no one has the answers I seek.
The future looks bleak,
And I’m feeling weak.
I try to pull together but my mind crumbles.
Tumble back down, with curses and grumbles.
So I stay on the ground,
Where I’m safe and sound.
Sitting alone with no one around.
By,
Brian