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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