MY MIND
twists and turns.
Ups
Downs
Days that everything is okay
Days where nothing is
It feels like
I'll never control which one wins
ME
11 years
Depressed
Here's to
11 more
CLOSET
There has been nights
Where I stare at my closet
Inside is release
A safety net
A last resort
It's like staring into a crossroads
I carefully feel the weight of each option in my hands
I try to view it from every perspective
Once choosing there is no going back
I stare at my closet
Imagining one day I'll have had enough
Enough of fighting my one mind
Enough of trying to make everyone happy
Only to feel alone
One day just snap
Walk up to my closet
And take out the 12 gauge
TICK
I fear
Good days
I flinch when they try to embrace me
I see them coming and tremble
But I always let them envelope me
I am useless in a state of bliss
But in the back of my mind
I know
That there is a catch
SEX
