I couldn’t imagine,
Couldn’t create,
Because anxiety shook
My hands
And I couldn’t
Control thoughts
From my head.
I need nothing from you,
No emotion or soul or touch.
Give me nothing to give me everything.
A thousand needles,
A frail and innocent creature,
Nature does not nurture.
Frozen rain poured down
Around us, chilling to the bone,
But all I feel is warmth
When I’m with you.
A mind in shambles,
Lost and useless, broken by worthless.
Mind over matter is the saying,
But when the mind is ruined,
What do you do then?
Falling down to my knees
Before you, I beg for mercy
For the sins I have committed,
But I could not control who I am?
