Everyday its the same,
stuggle is a constant.
Fighting the inevitable,
trying seems redundant.
Mentally exhausted,
emotionally wrecked.
A sliver of happiness,
to much to expect.
Love a slow poison,
eats him from within.
Bouts of self-loathing,
cue the violins.
Confidence,insecurity,
waging a bitter war.
Depression,obscurity,
can't take it anymore.
His future is unsure,
a past set in stone.
If he'll ever shine,is
currently unknown.
Brave because he trys,
although he may fail.
Losing not an option,
fear shall not prevail.