There are days where I sit and think
Pondering where I could be
If only I had done this right
What if I hadn’t had that fight
These thoughts eat away at me
But lately I’ve been trying to see
That maybe I am not alone
My mind is mine but I’m fighting to keep it that way because right now it’s hard to say that I’m okay when I know that I’m not.
These voices in my head are loud.
This isn’t working out, and I’m starting to doubt
If I’ll ever get out
I’m not okay
And that’s okay
These voices are not my own
And I’m falling, but I’m not alone
I can feel it
The rain
Each drop
Falling to the ground
No cares
Nothing
That’s the great thing about them
They aren’t afraid to fall
They aren’t afraid to hit rock bottom
You want to know why?
It’s because they aren’t alone
They are never alone
And neither are you
About the Creator
Ink Equus
A writer with a desire.
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