Waiting 🌹

I am plagued by my words Thinking one day my heart will set me free like a bird I seem to do good deeds But when I trip I seem to gleem and all see this greed I am rude because I am mentally striped. I claw my skin until it is no longer raw Hoping to throw my brain across the room I am waiting to snap, waiting to crack and break My groans subtle and my bones brittle My unfulfilled hope to matter will be the one to make me shatter I fear that peer into the darkness Forcing my self to be as a tree barkless Undecided and vulnerable Never understood and tireable. My future unknown but my fear well known. Disappear into this deep dark void :'they say. But I say :' Fear my death it brings room to be enjoyed '.