Motivation

As every hour passes I feel less and less motivated.

Everything is being dangled in my face and a grab it then it’s ripped away

 I know it’s fair but I can’t stand it.

Crying myself to sleep letting the thoughts take up all my time.

Tearing my self esteem from every seam

making me think I’m not worth anything.

I’m dying but I keep texting.

I know it was never meant to be.

Maybe you need a break from me