A Creative Sore Throat

I’m lost
Drowning
In the seas of the past
The tides only worsened
By current confusion
And love
I thought I had it
I think I was wrong
Yet, I still think about you
I don’t understand why
And pain
Both physical
And emotional struggles
Dealing with life
And a haunting past
My life,
It seems,
Is a never-ending crisis
Interrupted by smiles
And plastered with lies