Just Another Desperate Poem

You can’t tell him
You won’t tell her
Your emotions and feelings
They’re all one agonizing blur

Your head, it’s spinning
The depression, it’s winning
Everything is upside down
Everything is wrong side out

You’re hopelessly blindsided
Your wrongs refuse to become righted
You try to understand
But the answers aren’t coming

The left or the right
To you each path’s confusing
You run in the opposite direction
But still your soul is bruising

You can’t even begin to try and escape it
Musn’t resist things that have been fated
Dragging you down like gravity
Event horizon to the black hole of an awful alternative

The swirling vortex of your inside
Refuses to be tamed
Maybe you can’t help it
But you’re on the edge of being slain

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