Blurred Vision II
I always thought
Doing anything
Gives me identity
Guess I was wrong
Making anyone else
Feel the same way
I'm a few days
Out of hospital
Still I can't help myself
I just wanna die
Afraid to go bed
Afraid to get out of bed
Afraid to use the bathroom
I'm asking for help
For just about anything
I see only blurred vision
Broken down and confused
Dying all over again
After losing Mama
Twenty two years ago
Hope is nothing but
A blurred line
People say it often
It is like when you sneeze
Only seldom people say
Bless you
I don't know
If it should be a thing
I'm just saying
Have you ever feel so helpless
That you just want to hide
Let alone die
I feel hopeless
Copyright © Phatt Matt | Year Posted 2020
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