A Sinking Ship

a sinking ship, a broken boat, a prisoner in my own mind, why can’t i be enough, not for somebody else, but enough for me, enough for me to love myself, enough to put the blade down, enough to stop pushing good people away, i do it before they have the chance to do it to me, because i know deep down i’m not worth it, i know i’m replaceable, no, my emotions aren’t poetic, my thoughts are no longer beautifully written on paper, i wish you had listened when i told you i was so sad, i’ve pretended i’m stable enough to continue, when i know deep down i’m just a sinking ship.