My mind is consumed by shadows
forcing me to scratch against my skin
drawing blood from wounds of old
picking at the scabs again.
wading through this senseless mind
tired by these endless voices
calling out my name in vain.
I’m still crawling on all fours
debilitated by what I’ve seen
wallowing in self-pity and insecure delusions
consumed entirely in this world of pain.
I seek your hand to guide me
save me from this mind of nothing
remind me that I’m still something
help me to remain.