I'm looking for a sign,
To set me on the right track,
Where everything alligns,
And I'll get my life back,
I feel as though I'm not here,
Like I'm floating through my life,
Plunging all of my deepest fears,
Into my soul like a knife,
I'm seeing things so confusing,
And talking to my head,
My mind is gone, and I feel I'm losing,
I think I might be dead,
Sanity is fading,
Drifting slowly away,
They convince me I don't need saving,
It's the truth, the voices say,
Show me a sign, what I'm looking for,
So that I won't feel,
Like the voices in my head will always,
Doom me to not feel real,
I'm losing this ongoing battle,
And I'm trapped inside my mind,
Searching deeply high and low,
For answers I may never find.
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Misguided
PoetryDark poetry, self harm involved. Yes, most of my poems rhyme if not all of them. I like it that way. Thanks for reading. And don't plagiarize. © All Rights Reserved
