Rest

When nothing seems to be going my way

And everything seems beyond my control

I want a quick fix,

Something to make me feel alive again.

A quick rush of excitement,

Anybody that’ll show they really care

Anything to take my mind off

the fact that I’ve hit a bump.

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I’m vulnerable on days like this

The days I want to disappear

I’m not suicidal, but

I don’t want to do this either.

The days when the pressure gets worse

Every second seems like a 2 years decline.

I don’t make the best decisions in this state

Bad habits are cemented in this place

I watch time go by

And I watch myself do nothing

I attract distractions

Just to fall in frustration

When will all this end?

I need to rest.