Whenever I breathe,
It just hurts
Cancerous thoughts keep on dancing on my mind.
My mind is a dark lonely room
And I’m trapped inside.
I feel like talking to God in a temple, mosque, or church.
Feels like I’m walking on the edge right now,
I wish I could say “I’m proud”.
Having these voices in my mind getting loud,
I wish I could shut them out.
Holding on to the emotions, I’m bleeding