The thoughts haunt me
I can't find anywhere to flee
Whirling around in my brain
Dark clouds of thunder and pain
I try to bandaid the pain
Distract, engage, pretend
I'm doing okay, I fool myself
Then leak tears, when I drive
How have you been?
An innocent question
Drilling into my brain
How do I respond?
Umm. Yeah. Okay, the usual, I smile.
My face feels stretched and fake
Night after night I lay awake
To stop the dreams that make me sob
The world is no longer a place to trust
I have nothing left, its become dust
When will this dark torment end?
And I feel safe again?
- 1122Bookworm1122
