Poem 6

My mind is a labyrinth, a maze

A tangled mess of thoughts and fears

I try to navigate through the haze

But my mind is playing tricks, it appears

I feel like I'm unraveling, coming undone

A mental breakdown I can't seem to stop

I'm lost in a sea of emotions, overrun

And I feel like I'm about to pop

My self-worth has taken a hit

I feel like I'm not good enough

No matter how hard I try to make it

It seems like life is calling my bluff

I'm trapped in my own head

With no way out in sight

My thoughts are a prison, a dread

And I can't seem to make them right

The world outside is a blur

As I'm consumed by my own pain

I can't seem to find a cure

To stop the endless mental strain

My mind is a battlefield, a warzone

And I'm fighting a losing fight

I feel like I'm on my own

In this battle with my own mind's might

The darkness inside is all I see

And I'm drowning in its depths

I wish that I could break free

From these thoughts that never rest

The weight of my mind is crushing me

And I'm struggling to stay afloat

I feel like I'm not meant to be

In this world that I cannot cope

So I'll continue to fight this war

Even when it feels like I'm losing

For in the midst of the mental uproar

There's a chance, however small, of choosing.

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