Been Suffering in silence..
I am my own hero..
If I cry it’s in ink,
Or in my minds pillow.
I secure myself..
Catch a cold and self medicate till nothings left.
Never needed nobody
So quiet as I came, will be as quiet as I left.
Dreaming up an empire buried in the depths of my lineages crypts.
Restless nights leave my energy unseeded.
Ideas and dreams, like the years, seems to have faded.
My love for the art of music is fairly jaded.
Like a beggar asking for a dollar for their next hit, my desires are wired and depleted.
My sex drive damaged by misuse, I wish my mind deleted.
Never needed nobody, yet everyone seems to need me.
But who do I have that won’t treat my wants and needs like a burden, a complaint, or a plead?
Truly annoyed that my hand has been dealt with the odds of a fallen queen.
Truly scared that I’ll take my life with a drink unseen.
They only let me voice my cries with the same amount of time as a blink.
But here I am hearing their pleads, listening to their needs.
While mines are in plain sight written yet unseeked.
J. Peters 🦋