Poems by Ashley Ridings.

Lately, I've been teetering on the brink, inching closer to the edge of despair A cacophony of thoughts swirling in my mind, the trigger finger ready to declare Nothing seems to make sense, a sense of futility creeping in Dragging myself out of bed, wearing a fake grin Living a charade, drowning in a sea of lies Smiling and laughing, while my soul slowly dies My ego won't allow me to show the pain I hide So when asked, I'll say I'm fine, my emotions denied My life is a mess, chasing perfection, despising the way I feel Unhealed scars from the past, wounds that never seal Thinking money could fill the void, but deep down I know it's a lie I push people away, yet fear the solitude, a bitter irony, I can't deny.