The Poetry in Pain

Out of My Mind

I feel like I'm out of my mind.

I just want to run and hide.

Never come back to this horrible place.

Sorry, I just need some space.

I'm sick and tired of your game.

Where I get all the blame.

Tomorrow you will see me dead.

Then you will think back to what I've said.

How I wanted to die.

To just run and hide.

But you didn't believe me, did you?

You didn't want anything to be wrong or new.

You wanted us to stay happy.

But that was all so sappy.

I thought you cared about me.

I'm sorry, I just want to be free.

How can I convince you I have to do this?

You're so full of bliss.

But I'm not.

I feel like rot.

And, no, the blame's not on you.

It's all because of me, and that's true.

I'm just so tired.

And fired.

And I feel like this is the only choice I have.

Please, don't be sad.

Don't ruin two lives, mine and yours.

I was never one for keeping scores.

But here I am, the scores counted.

My debt founded.

I'm ready to pay.

You'll be okay.

I used to think you were on my side.

But, then again, I am out of my mind.