Confessions 2

It’s me again

Back with more

Too many secrets

That I can’t ignore

You remember confession one?

No? It’s ok

Let me rewind

So you can get a replay

I mess up good things

But not on purpose

They affect me deep down

And even on the surface

Relationships I can’t get right

Maybe I’m toxic

Over and over, it’s like a cycle

With no end in sight

One year, two years

It doesn’t matter

My insecurities eating

They’re just getting fatter

My mind is full of thoughts

No room for anything else

Positive thoughts are like old toys

They just collect dust on a shelf

Maybe something else is wrong

And I just can’t see

Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel

Like my mother abandoned me

Confession

Time for confession

But I’m no priest

I’ve been fighting my demons

Only suffering defeat

They’ve been in my mind

Taking up space

I’ve been running

But I can’t pick up the pace

Confession 1

I mess up good things

I don’t try to on purpose

The thoughts insecurity brings

Confession 2

I feel down a lot

My favorite color is blue

But I try to cover it in green

Confession 3

I overthink

Imaginary scenarios I’ll see

And stress causes me to drink

Should I lay my sin on the altar?

Maybe an exorcism?

Grab the Holy water

I need to be immersed, baptism