The vicious circle of pain.
Are all my struggles in vain?
I'm sick. I have to pretend.
This is a play with no end.

There's no escape, there's no way.
And, well, you know as they say -
Stray cats just scratch my rib cage!
Yes, I am feeling enraged!

I wish to break free and strive
But all I can is survive.
I try to keep from selfharm
But every day I feel numb.

My hope sips through a heart crack.
My life's become a train wreck.
I'm always drowning in stress.
I'm not a man, I'm a mess.

March 3rd, 2021