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 © Daisy Tyrrell | Year Posted 2017
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