Thinking. Too hard. Too much
As my dreams rip apart or some such
Horror that sees them intrude with
Tinges of sadness and regret.
I want to be happy, but i’m not there yet.
A life that spiralled out of control
Deeper and deeper I fell into a hole
That got darker and further away
From where i wanted to be.
I lost track and I’ve lost me.
As I try to claw my way back out
My head is filled with doubt
And feelings of fear and loathing
For a life that sucked the joy out of life.
I made a mistake when i met my wife.
She isn’t all to blame for sure
It’s only now that I’ve realised I want more
Than she wants, than she needs:
A life of adventure and of fun.
Not stuck at home hiding from the sun.