I have the blues I can’t explain it I can’t push it away or try to blast it out anymore with music in my stereo I can’t stand it sitting here helpless no direction but then I began to ask myself is this the correct path or is it all just a big scam my life has been covered up like a dead body all they found was the remains of my mind scattered with thoughts and loss of will I had to remind myself this journey isn’t over but even then I second guess it I don’t know why but I just do the blood of pain is scattered everywhere nobody left to pick up the pieces on my lifeless body that is cremated by the dark thoughts a worry for my children what will they think of me ?

I am tired of living a lie the blues is hitting me hard like a bad cold I gotta let go of this blues fast or it’s gonna lead me to a wrong path the blues is what I live with constantly nobody ever thought about checkin in on a sistah not even once I lost my will to try giving up ain’t so hard not not giving up seems harder I am looking for a person to say it’s all in my head but everytime a turn over and lay down to sleep in my bed in the pitch dark I am left by myself to figure out my own thoughts 😢