I didn't know that I was lost
I used the wrong tool to chase my dream
A dream of wholeness
But now I'm walking circles in a lifeless forest
It gets foggy at times
I don't know if it's the blurry vision from mental exhaustion
Or the constant tears I cry when my mind turns dark
But each time I tell myself to push a little further
Maybe I won't see that same dead shrub again
I grow exhausted
I've walked passed this same tree five times now
But I'm too scared to turn back
So I push myself further
For I still have a goal to reach
And I still have a purpose in this ratchet home called Earth
I want to see those warm beating hearts behind mannequins with plastic faces
that people would talk about
I want to see a road, for I know I have gone the right way
I want to see the hidden compassion that this world has for someone like me
But the longer I stay in this dead forest
The more I stray away from society
YOU ARE READING
Cold Nights ||Poems||
PoetrySometimes I just need a way to express how I feel when I can't put it into words, I'm sure we all feel that way whether you're a teen or young adult. Mental health deserves to be heard, you deserve to be heard.
