Flatline
i got these so called friends that are telling me to get my mind right
i refuse to go to therapy so imma sit down and continue to write
to explain the thoughts that continue to replay in my mind every night
to get lost in the memories that i try so hard to fight but i lost the might
i can’t complain about everything in my life cause god’s got something right
leaving me chalk full of history, some mysteries, and a sense of light
theres no limit on how far ill go if you push me away you’ll never know
just what I’m capable of pulling off stay unbelievable
its a miracle that I’m still alive and that I’m breathing skipping beats of time
say goodbye to the past cause my heart won’t last i’m bound to leave; it’ll soon flatline
This poem is about:
Me