Thoughts

Thoughts

I think I'm dying

My mind is barren

I think I'm dying

Yet full to bursting.

I think I'm dying

Confusion churns there.

I think I'm dying

An angry ocean,

I think I'm dying

Incomplete thoughts rage,

I think I'm dying

Crashing down, all around.

I think I'm dying

I never cease to hear

I think I'm dying

A constant cacophony,

I think I'm dying

An ever present echo

I think I'm dying

Of distrust in myself.

I think I'm dying

Immobilized by fear

I think I'm dying

Soul drained by despair

I think I'm dying

I am not enough, ever.

I think I'm dying

What have I done?

I think I'm dying

Nothing.

I think I'm dying

I discount everything,

I think I'm dying
All that comes from me.

I think I'm dying

I cannot believe in me

I think I'm dying

I don't see a way out

I think I'm dying

Why can't I consider me?

I think I'm dying

I taste something 

I think I'm dying

Its bitter, metallic

I think I'm dying

Regret

I think I'm dying

Its objectionable

I think I'm dying

I think...

I'm dying.

No!

I'm living.

I know I'm living.