Blind In My Heart

took a deep breath and counted to three
A picture in my head, of who I wanted to be
I wanted to be normal and happy in the mind

It didn’t work I was still blind
Not blind as in the eye sight meaning 

Just blind in the heart
Blinded by darkness
Blinded by my thoughts
Blinded by myself 
And nothing more

My heart is beating
But I’m pretty much dead
A walking corpse
I’m lost inside my head

Life has no meaning, not anymore
I’m not how I was
Just once before

I am living 
But I wish I was dead 
I’m not even worth getting out of bed

I have made my decision 
For the final time

I’m not bothering changing who I am no more
I can’t cope in life 
My last and final straw

As hard as I tried
This is me giving up
My one a final goodbye
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Tyrrell Avatar
November 1, 2017 at 5:05 AM
nobody should ever have to feel like this, my mistake was not talking to anyone, don't recreate that mistake xxx
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