Alone In My Hell

There is nowhere left to run


I don’t want to impose on anyone


Besides no one can really understand


Marching to my own beat; me a one-man-band


My mind is dark and maybe sick


I don’t even know what makes me tick


I’m so rundown; oh, I’m beyond tired


Nothing sleep can solve, it’s how my brain is wired


At night my dreams become nightmares


Things I cannot speak of, plus no one really cares


It is true?  Is there really no peace


I’m stuck in hell, no pending date of release


Is this why my head and chest are heavy with pain


All my crying and screaming are done in vain


Maybe I do deserve this what seem like a curse


After all, my own father told me I am the worst….





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I'm turning 40 in April 2017... So much seems to have happened and changed. I guess I am feeling I should have it figured out by 40, but does anyone every really have it all figured out?

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