Can’t sleep.

I thought maybe this would help.

To get it all out.

My life is a mess.

But there’s always others worse off.

I have food and water, a roof over my head.

But I can’t help but wonder

What’s the point

Would I be better off dead?

I know that’s ridiculous and far from the truth.

But when you feel so alone it’s hard to see the light.

So I’ll lie in the dark

Spilling my secrets in secret.