I don’t think I’ve ever felt happy in life,
It’s always been riddled with trouble and strife,
I don’t think I’ve ever felt joy and content,
Cause loneliness followed wherever I went.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt safe or secure,
Cause fear’s been attached to the world I endure,
I don’t think I’ve ever felt calm or control,
Just this war raging on in the depths of my soul.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt free and alive,
I’ve always been shackled whenever I strive,
I don’t think I’ve ever felt wanted or whole,
The black dog must answer for what it has stole.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt needed or loved,
On a shelf without warning is where I was shoved,
I don’t think I’ve ever felt that I belong,
So broke and tormented, it’s me that is wrong.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt comfort or peace,
This internal conflict, I wish it would cease,
I don’t think I’ve ever, I wish that I could,
Be brave and determined and know where I stood.
© The Complicated Bunny – 24 Sep 2020