Constant MiseryThere’s a hole where my heart used to be,
Too much regret and constant misery.
No amount of masochism can rectify,
The heart wrenching pain I feel inside.
A constant disappointment to everything,
A constant reminder everyone’s better than me.
Though I know I can be free,
I’m trapped in constant misery.
There’s a pain I feel so deep inside,
I can’t run or scream or recognize.
The harmful emotions coursing through me,
They make me want to hide.
They make me want to cry.
The constant fear of being wrong,
The sinking feeling that I don’t belong.
I feel so out casted with everyone,
Even with myself.
There’s a hole where my heart used to be,
Too much stress and constant misery.
No amount of sadism can help me realize,
That I am still so dead inside.