Voices in the dark of my minds

I want to scream, cry or sleep,
All these thoughts from the deep
Lose the focus and in they creep
Dear God, for me let them weep

Moving, I’ve become an automation
Day to day I survive without a notion
T’was my lot, an overload of emotion
A struggle, but building whose nation

“Things will be better” that they said
No one noticed as I slowly fade
In the light of life I am now a shade
Mucking about in the mess I made

Worry not, I’m not ready to leave
Though its tough I won’t pass that line
Bad as it seems, still its a life
Tomorrow I’ll be here, I just have to live

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