Blight - Thin Skin

I keep falling down.

I’m hanging by a thread.

I’m looking for ways out.

I’m stuck in my head.

there are nothing but dead ends.

I feel like this is it.

every time I get up I fall into pits.

I’ve been pushed down and forced out far too many times

with no end in sight.

all my life I’ve had to fight just to feel alright.

it’s hard to live with

myself

and that’s the reason why

I keep losing more sleep at night.

I’m sick of fighting my mind just to try to survive.

I’m under pressure.

I’m filled up with doubt.

the view from the top is a long way down.

there’s nowhere to run.

I wish I could disappear.

my time is up.

I have nothing here.