Twisted Like a Storm

Need for Control

Weeping. Tears.

It hurts.

I feel the fears,

I feel it getting worse.

I think about it

But don't have to think long

Before it really hits.

Everything feels wrong.

Nothing seems real.

What can I trust?

I feel my mouth is sealed,

I'll cut the ribbon if I must.

It can't go on any longer.

I say that...do I mean it?

Empty words don't make me stronger.

Is there something I can hit?

I felt so protective.

So agitated. Helpless. But strong.

Do I need a new perspective?

My common sense is gone.

A fly caught in a web,

Stuck in a devilish snare.

Carefully it was lead-

Now it's struggling there.

So much unsurity,

I never know how to act.

What to say. What to think.

Everyone would be, that's a fact.

You would be too,

If you were in my shoes.

So much deception, and untruth.

Dark clouds make it hard to choose.

I know what I want,

And where I want to end this.

But it's always there to haunt.

The feelings I don't miss.

Deeper and deeper I crawl,

Without really meaning to.

Down a rabbit hole I fall.

Where's the end? I wish I knew.

It seems that no matter what I do,

It comes back to bite me. Hard.

But the best way's always through,

Walk with head tall, in the highest regard.