You know what I want more than anything in this world?
More than gold, silver, diamonds or pearls.
Is a reset of various situations.
A place where I can go on vacation.
A new fucking hobby.
Can’t always wander aimlessly in the lobby.
So I have to go out there and get it.
carefully while on this road avoiding the shit.
Maybe someday a family with some kids.
I don’t know why at night it hits so damn hard.
The goal seems so damn far.
It’s like my future drives away in car.
Even in the room , it all falls apart.
Why is what I want so wrong ?
Why does my poetry sound like a sad song.
Nightmares plague me until the dawn.
Head is spinning, ended up falling on the lawn.
Am I okay ?
“No not really”. That’s what I’ll say.
Can you lend me hand ?
Can you help me to stand.
Is there one of you out there who reaches back?
Week after week seeing posts about my anxiety attacks?
Is there not one among you ?
If that’s the case I understand.
It’s not cool.
It’s really not at all.
Need that support , but I guess I just take this fall.
Peace✌🏾
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