The Lost

My mind is not sane,   

My mind not right,   

Mess all around me,   

My life is a living hell,   

Mess in my room,   

Mess in my closet,    

Mess in my life,   

Cry so much why do I still cry, how can I still cry?   

No one to go to because no one is home,   

No one to go to because no one cares,    

No one to go to because no one keeps their mouth shut,   

Walls close in on me... I'm feeling the anxiety rising but I suffer in silence,   

Because I cannot show how I feel,   

Seeing and knowing all my secrets but it doesn't help,   

It doesn't help to use them against me,    

It doesn't help to judge my mistakes,   

It doesn't help to keep me feeling small,   

Wishing someone was here to wipe these tears from my face and steal me away,   

I take the pain... Even though I feel I can't anymore,   

Why was my soul put on earth, if I have no purpose?    

Left stuck in my misery and heartache,   

Left stuck in a rut,   

Left stuck in a fog that blocks everything I try to see,   

When will something make me feel alive... Bring back the joy I once knew and felt,   

Losing hope more and more each and every day,   

When will my suffering end?