Living In The Mind's Cage

11.

Wattpad erased this so I had to remember it again some of it is different, but I'm pretty sure 90% is spot on.-----

Scrutinizing gaze,
Nothing in the slightest will phase,
Intently, attentive,
From some incentive,
That doesn't explain why you did this at all,
Now as you fall,
You go deeper and deeper into the dark,
Which little adventure will you embark?
Is the reason you're doing this, for that little spark?
Sorry but you won't feel that, until you give,
And in order to do that, you have to have a reason to live,
Whether a friend, family, or something you hold dear,
Won't really matter unless someone hears,
All that you've done, and lost from your fears,
Accepts you, even though they know what you are,
They've listened to how you've gotten those battle scars,
But no one listens-not really,
Trusting others, to feel secure daily,
The constant questions roaming around,
The answers that desperately, need to be found,
But all too soon, you finally hit the ground,
Not even emitting, a single sound,
Knowing if you admit it hurts, it will soon start to pound,
Wanting help, knowing it's useless,
To even bother to find someone who will be so careless,
From then on you shall feel as if powerless,
Even though the whole time you were vicarious,
Pretending you knew your emotions, while being emotionless,
Knowing it's turning into madness,
Overcome which such sadness,
It's draining to "see" and "feel",
Trying to figure out what is real,
I don't know if I can take it anymore!
This facade you have, what was it for?
I want to know the real you, Please I implore!
Sometimes things need to stay dead,
When I remember those things they are but only dread!
Sometimes wishing it was me instead,
Only seeing, through darker reds,
And yet still I see colors of that luster,
Exhauated from the effort, is all I can muster,
Wordlessly showing, no emotion we're containing,
Yet you still run, constantly complaining,
So much you miss, from the constant straining,
The tears from the effort, are now the silent raining,
You don't give it much contemplating,
You run and you run, but in my eyes it's degrading,
We run from our faults, so we don't have to deal with what's remaining,
Still that hunter is constantly gaining,
Wanting a break, even for a moment,
So we can finally look back to see our opponent,
Because we are all running blindly through this game,
Cause once you do remember, we won't be the same,
Because things that change us, always remain,
We'll feel those emotions, that we tried to hide,
But you can't run from things that are inside,
So from then on, we abide,
Using our survival instincts to stay alive,
Though inner thoughts say otherwise,
We slowly sort through the cobwebs of lies,
But I'm rather tired, and I've been walking,
I'm finally seeing the scenery we've been mocking,
But we haven't stopped to actually see,
The problem isn't the hunter that we've run from, it is we,
If we finally look, we shall be shocked,
And we can't even be aloud to talk,
Just sit around and gawk,
Take it all in,
Because all around us, is everyone's sins,
Granted we see mainly our own,
But ours is the one that's mainly shown,
Problem is that, we've been living "ignorantly", so we can't do things on our own,
The question is whether or not you,
Run from it,
Escaping, by using your wit,
If you will face what you've done, let it ruin you,
Or to rise up against it, and utterly be through.