Somethings Broken

Somethings broken
I don’t know what i want nor need.
I find myself stuck in re-runs of past memories. Still Trying to remember what smiling is.
Reminiscing on when I could breathe.
Curious to how to mesh it into reality.
Overthinking is this just me? A changed person wishing to fly free?
I can’t make time rewind so where does that leave me?
Confused regularly on how to adjust to my reality. Wishing that I can stand securely and someone loves me but first I need to find what’s broken within me.
Spending hrs thinking what does that even mean? I just want one road to travel on while my mind swerves onto 3. Crashing into plenty of trees. Exhaustingly, it repeats.
The voice in my head questioning the reason for my misery yet blaming it on being unworthy.
Mentally broken, Serving time in this prison of my mind seeming like for eternity.
Don’t ask me if I’m fine. I’ll answer with a lie.
I’m sorry, please forgive me.