Mess Of Me
I am a mess
Of good intentions
Gone wrong
I strike matches upon myself
To keep others warm
And now my whole damn world is on fire
I try to put it out
The flames get higher
I traded truth
To be betrayed by liars
And silenced my needs
While fulfilling their desires
The dam breaks
And the waters of my sorrow
pour free
The lake is now full
of all the debris
The broken pieces
Of my life
Blown to pieces
Like dynamite
That I never meant to ignite
An accidental suicide
The lake will eventually
Come to dry
As will the tears
my eyes have cried
I've wasted too much time
Swallowing my pride
Trying to keep everyone satisfied
Pretending I'm alright
Waging wars inside my mind
I've destroyed myself
Along with my physical
And mental health
I wish I could put my feelings
Up on a shelf
I've creating my own living hell
I have made a mess of me
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