In my bed I lay back down
Same spot as months ago
Same place as years ago
I see my heartbeat moving my sheets up and down
I look up at the same old ceiling
If only it could talk
I tear up
Few tears make their way down
But not enough to spill the pain
Starving for a little serotonin
Nothing seems to be working
The days are collapsing
My brain is failing me
My memory is fading
I might as well just forget who I am
Things would be better then
I just can’t take it anymore
I thought I’d live a little more
My insides are yelling
For the world to hear
Claiming my mind is done
Rime SABBAR
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