Epiphany

My well-being perplexed Got nothing to flex Heart giving out like a drought Hearing some words out my mouth Slamming my head against the desk With little to write, but much to think, much to say Examining my own brain Off-roading my own flesh's nature Cycling quickly home from when I departured Running from myself getting quite contempt With no similar sound But I know it's all worth it in the end Well, this is not the life I envisioned Seeking peace with my head Remorse having it's rest Having false love intact To not contemplate Nor separate From a former self A more happy self A more comfortable cell To live and die A tutorial in mind How to feel immortal To not breach the surface Living without a purpose Big Bang type of purpose It's a lost slumber to Conversate with a mere mistake To take away what's been lost In and at the pain at stake It seems so normal Could be a character trait For all the minds at sake Drowning in this helpless feeling, bruh Taking counsel from the non-counseled Internalizing my own method from a sample But now this sample will be a start of a consideration To break away from my horrid inner infestation