Right Words

Alone I sit trying to find the right words

Maybe the right actions

Something to just get me through

I need something different

This isn't working

Not for me.

I cry all my tears now

While I gain a few feelings

I let them roll down my face

It's been a decade since I could cry

It's harder to go on it seems like

What if I was gone...

The thoughts control me

Or at least it seems

I'm dying

And the killer is me

It rips at my soul

And destroyed my last ounce of hope...