Lost In My Mind
I'm tired, exhausted and drained. Not from a long, arduous journey, but from the mere thought of beginning. The weight of expectation, the pressure to perform, the fear of failure – it's all suffocating me
I feel weak, feeble, and fragile. Not from a lack of strength, but from the crushing weight of my own doubts. The whispers of "you're not good enough" echo through my mind, taunting me with every step.
I'm bored, unfulfilled, and restless. Not from a lack of excitement, but from the monotony of my own thoughts. The same fears, the same doubts, the same worries – they're all I can think about.
I'm lost, alone, and adrift. Not from a lack of direction, but from the overwhelming sense of uncertainty. The world around me seems to be moving at the speed of light, while I'm stuck in here.
I'm unhappy, unfulfilled, and unsatisfied. Not from a lack of happiness, but from the nagging voices that something is missing. The emptiness echoes through my soul, a haunting reminder that I'm not living up to my own expectations.
My emotions are shattered, fragmented, and scattered. They are all over the place like shards of glass, that cut and pierce me with every move. I'm a feeble, fractured, and fragile soul, barely holding on.
Why can't I be happy? Why can't I find peace? Why can't I be free?
The questions echoes, the emotions at its peak and the heart aches. I'm entangled with these emotions, desperate for a glimpse of hope, a whisper of peace and a hint of happiness.