It's like I'm in a panic room;
Always in alert.
Even when I'm safe and sound,
There is no revert.
You could put me in a padded room.
A place with no out or in....
My mind will still try to find,
The warning signs deep within.
You could tell me it's impossible,
And I'll find a 'what if', on que.
Please, tell me how to live my life,
Because I don't know what to do.
The simplest of things
Are terrifying,
It's not of my control.
Living in a constant fear,
Is exhausting to my soul.
~ B.M.D ~
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Everything Is A Form Of Art
PoetryThe best way I know how to express how I feel; With words. ~ by B.M.D. A.k.a ~ Bloopsque A.k.a ~ ItamiTheSaiyan A.k.a ~ Me
