Here I am begging, pleading if you could,
Prescribe me some of that happiness.
That made you high,
I would be grateful.
I am so tired from the noise within my mind,
I just want to sleep until I feel better.
I feel like my heart stopped beating again,
Can you feel me breathe,
Cause I don't feel anything,
I am just emotionally numb.
A demon in me,
Is draining me out.
I am so sick of seeing myself,
Get beaten by these imposters.
I am suffocating,
My body sends electric waves.
Down to my spine,
Makes me shiver.
I could hear them whispering,
That I would never be good enough.
I know I am not perfect,
Never will be.
I cannot reach your expectations,
It is like being in a lion's den,
But barely alive despite tearing me apart.
They say it is done,
But is it the end?
It feels like the battle has not even begun,
But I feel dead already.
If you could hear them,
Will you listen to their howls?
If you could hear me cry,
Would you hold out your hand to pull me out?
Or would you walk away just like everybody else,
While I am at a war with myself?