I woke up feeling bricks on my chest
Waking up five times a night
Only to wake up to the self loathing that consumes my mind
I try to stop thinking of everything I do wrong
Everything I canβt accomplish and the burden I cause on others
Although I donβt do much
I donβt do enough
I wake up to the voices in my mind
Telling myself Iβm not enough
I never will be
They scream at me saying I have no potential
I have no purpose
Are they right?
I sleep countless hours to avoid the darkness in my mind, only to wake up to it over and over
I wish I could disappear
Or maybe just those thoughts
Maybe if my thoughts went away
If my mind disappeared
I would finally feel peace
My mind is my reality
My mind is me
December 17, 2020
















