I am enveloped by a misery that I cannot seem to shake.
It meets me in my chest, again, and causes my heart to ache.
It is like two different people are inside of my head,
But I do not have any control over them.
They torture me and claw at my brain,
Until they drive me completely, utterly insane.
I want to cry.
I want to scream.
I am falling apart,
Seam by seam.
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Constellations Of The Mind
PoetryThoughts pulled at random from the jumble of mischief I claim to be my mind.
