Crazy

Sometimes the world is crazy, spining my head daily. 

The fear and worry of everything destorying me taunts me hourly,

Making my depression and anxiety making me feel cowardly

Sometimes I dont think clearly, 

overwhelmed by the worlds, sadness and gloom and anxiety of failure,

failure is the major,

But I try to savior what little silence I get in my head,

maybe sleep in my warm bed.

Let my fear of failure fade away as I drift off into a dreamless sleep,

when I wake up my mind creeps, back to my depressed ridden anxiety self

making me feel like im in a cell.

sometimes I see past the dark hole seeing the light! 

It so bright 

I know I can beat this 

and when I do it will be so bliss 

maybe then, just maybe then the world wouldnt seem so crazy