What Does It Mean?

Help

When the world crashes and everything burns...

The emotions of old always return.

When the brain darkens and you put up a fight,

These memories too hard to bite.

It's hard to feel this sort of sort of fright.

Help me, help me please...

Everything burning and crashing, making me leave.

I push, they pull...

This darkness taking toll.

I scream I run, I try to get away.

Everyone else wanting me to play.

But I cannot do this, I cannot fight...

I need help with all this blight...

But who can I ask for such a thing?

The touch of anyone now usually stings.