Video Game

How could I even put down words
When I can't even figure out all the shit that's going through my head
I mean I'm hurt
I'm angry
I'm sad
I'm confused
I wanna burn down these walls
But I build them up to fast

It's like I made it to the final level of a damn video game
And I gotta fight the boss
And I turn and look and see

THE BOSS IS ME

Fuck


My biggest problem is myself
I gotta defeat my insecurities
But I don't know where to start

Because

The boss is me
And so the boss already knows all my
Motherfucking tricks and strategies
So how the hell am I supposed to fucking push through
With all these stressers and depressers
Shoved in front of me me

There is no damn way
I can conquer my damn self

And no
Don't tell me that you fucking understand me
You ain't in my mind

You don't know what it's like to be me

BECAUSE YOU AIN'T ME

So no
You don't know how hard it is to beat this fucking boss
I've been playing this game for almost 18 years

AND I'VE STILL FUCKING LOST

Shit

I wanna fucking quit
I feel like I can't do this
No much longer
What the fuck is the point to even keep going

But I stop
And I breathe
And I think to myself

I've never found a game that I couldn't beat

 

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