Sabotage

Aren’t we all empty? Hallowed out by our own self pity Our lack of self discipline and self control And our overwhelming insecurities Aren’t we all unhappy? When everything’s right, nothings wrong Yet we have the desire to dissect every situation Until we find something that has the potential To be worse than it really is Is it our fear? Dictating us, possessing us to look for every Negative thing until all we see are negativities And then we long for our own optimism Blanketed by our already forced desperation Hungry for more when were full. Extensive explanations in our minds that are Completely illogical and irrational but our emotions Grab a hold of the reigns, like a horse pulling a carriage And direct every move As if we don’t have enough will power Or stamina to stop us from the insanity To hold us back from our delusional thought processes To contain us, hide us, separate us from ourselves Until we’ve cut through the new stitches Until we’ve been split in half once again But we already know how to put ourselves back together We just don’t know how to stop cutting ourselves open.