Lost

I like to think that humans are... useful

With anxiety, depression, PTSD, sleep paralysis and OCD with a limited life span

Of 50 good years or less

Where does that leave us?

The constant agony

The deprived youth

I feel the torture as though the actual meaning does

Being lost is turning my strength into exhaustion

I want to be free from those who turn me psycho

I cry, but hope my tears don't hit the Bible

Slowly, but efficiently

Pain is becoming excessive

Of these words, take a look at the page

You're not actually being asked to SEE the words,

But FEEL the pain