My Sanity

My Sanity

Pillaging my sanity

And tearing it to shreds,

With all these goddamned complications,

It’s a miracle I’m not dead.

Pressure from every possible side,

And voices in my mind,

Telling me I’m not good enough,

And just to leave it all behind.

But look at what I could be missing!

My entire life could be thrown away.

All I want is to be rid of the stress,

And live to see another day.

According to the ones who know,

The hard part will soon be past.

The initial hurt will be over,

But the scars are sure to last.