find myself


the rain stops


my heart drops


the misery awakens


and it won’t stop


maybe it'll go away


if i ignore it


maybe if i use this way


it'll stay


but alas


the pain leaves and the numbness




colours envelop the outskirts


of my soul and i laugh


i laugh like i have never laughed before


somehow i feel better


but i get hit with this doubt


that this is all a façade


and i am still unhappy


so pull me out and grasp my arms


tell me i am wrong



and i might be able to



find myself


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