My Thoughts Before I…

As I look in the mirror
My eyes fill with blood
And I know that
My time has come
I feel empty
And hollow
Another tragedy
That became a parody

I’ve leaving
Everything behind
My thoughts
Before I die
Everything moves forward in time
Your memories
Will erase
The pictures of my face
As I meditate on grace

I’m sick of all this shit
Why can’t I make it quit
I’m falling
I’m fading
Emotions consume my insides
And I wish I could be
I wish I could live
But
I’ve lived my life
Running and hiding
From the scars that
That never heal
For it grows and kills

You must be
A fucked up person
To live in this
Fucked up world
And I just want to disappear
So I no longer have to hear
The whispers that invade my mind
One death at a time

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April 7, 2019

For some reason it’s the good stuff that stays with us not the bad and the way we looked before the bad happened…..

April 12, 2019

@jaythesmartone

I hope, I seem to remember more bad than good, but that could be the PTSD.