I wake up and just want to cry

Give up

Go back

I’m not made for this, no fight left in me

I just can’t seem to tell  myself yes I can

It hurts, I hurt


When your best isn’t good enough, what do you give next

How do you fight

I’m over it and I want out

Give up is what I want to do

Motivation, lack of

Distractions, presence of

Feeling like an empty body, with nothing left to give

Roaming aimlessly, disappointing others and myself


what is the end result

Cold chills creeping up on me

Feelin the growth on my chest

Its taking me over

Falling down, hoping to get back up