Oblivion

Surreal

Get me out of here.

I want out

I want gone

I want none

of

anything here.

I suffocate in my silence

I tremble in my anxiety

I explode in my pain

I just want to be happy - 

is that too much to ask for?

What is there worth living for, I wonder?

I scream until my voice is hoarse

I shake until my body is numb

I suppress until my heart is cold

My emotions, they're scrambled

One day I'm fine, the next I'm

a

disorganised

bundle

of something unrecognisable,

something

so 

cutting

and

raw

and 

surreal.