Tortured Mind

Here I sit alone again
So many thoughts my head does spin
What's wrong with me
Why can't I see?
Alone again I seem to be.
Tortured mind and wounded heart

Will tear my shattered world apart
Falling down upon my knees
My mind is wanting to cease to be
So many thoughts mostly dark and dreary
It makes my mind so tired and weary
Of this place so lonely and cold

My mind is racing dark thoughts take hold
Tired of trying to calm my fear and dread
Sometimes I wonder why I'm not dead
But yet I fight to take control
And hold on to my tortured soul

I wonder why I fight so hard
When all seems lost, it's in the cards
I'm almost done with fighting back
It does no good I always lose
So which way to go do I choose?