The recurring pain

yet again this feeling hurts me inside my chest

It feels as though my heart has been chewed up by my stomach and left to never rest

No real reason has caused this state 

In which so dearly I hate

No beautiful melodies or hard rock solos can sooth my soul 

It feels as if I am left unwhole 

I am tired all the time 

And being at ease is something left to yet find 

I don’t know how to de stress 

Because look at my life it’s a mess

Mental breakdowns 

Panic attacks 

Depression  

Is all the soundtrack of my life at the moment 

I feel weak 

Meek 

And unable to clearly think 

I can’t find the root of this feeling 

But it feels as if I am pushed up against the ceiling 

Is this what the thing called life is? 

The feeling of feeling something missed?

I am unaware as how to fix myself 

So for now I have to ignore this awful feeling and put it on the shelf 

How I hate emotions 

How I hate the feeling of drowning in the oceans 

If only there were none 

But I suppose that is something only done 

In a perfect world