I see you struggling with what's best to do things
You want to get out of yourself, forsake what you have inside, kill it until it does not exist anymore
But doing so, you will lose the things to drive you to keep breathing
You feel so down and casted out of the norm of how life should be lived at
The pain sometimes numb you
You feel like you don't have enough energy to continue living
Loving someone, making friends, caring for a lot of them and helping your family
These are getting inside you again
All the responsibilities you were not really forced to take, you keep holding on to it
That you concluded things and you would be an ingrateful being if you don't fulfill such
You are not yet allowed to go to the other side of the living because you haven't been doing your part as much as expected of you
Living and dying causes pain
Pain for you and pain for them
Drifting away would not suffice the dissatisfaction and hunger a human is born with and never really escaped
You were so much to most people you meet, you attached yourself to people you don't trust, to people you don't want to let go no matter how they suffer, to people you really wanted to be free
Free of you
You always have that hope but you never really believe in it
You believe hope is such a worse thing a person can cling to
It's like holding yourself together, believing one day, all of these shall pass and you will be okay
Okay is very overrated
I am fine is the worst
You don't know what you want
You keep dragging people around you to your own oblivion, to your own abyss, to your own misery and despair
This isn't like the anime "Danganropa"
You live in this reality you never really accepted
You were living like the rest of humanity, feeling every emotions, acting human when in fact you really are a beast in a form you wanted to become but never will
I'm too tired to hold you now
Be thankful you are still speaking with anyone
Cause trust me, if you will stop, you will cross
You will have the one thing you always sought but never really continue to complete
If you will stop, they will realize soon enough and it will be too late
No more physical body to hold and touch, nor voice to be heard and have a conversation to
I see you struggling
I'm looking at you, perplexed at the same time, if I should help you
You have rid of me once
Well, be grateful you did, or those around you would have suffered more than you
I don't feel as much as you
And 'tis a crime I am just looking at you
Trust me if I help you
You would wish you never extended your hand to accept me again
Drive you crazier than you are now
Messed up with everything, feeling useless and worthless yet trying to be not
I see you crawling, gasping for air you never really want to breathe
©️ 03.20.2020