Think

As I sit here on the locker room floor, I just think. It's bad for me to think, things go wrong inside my mind. Bad things enter my brain. Nightmares crawl into the back of my mind and haunt me, taunt me. And I just can't think straight no more. It feels like one moment your okay, the next, your shaking, you can't hear, there's hallucinations,  you just can't...It makes me feel mental, feels like you're shouting at me "What's wrong? Hello? What's wrong?!" While I stare blankly at your gym locker in front of my lake eyes. One little blink and my lake's dam  will break and stream down my face. My hands are shaking, my heart is breaking. I just sit here, ignoring my friends because you entered my life. I'm trying to not think about you, it's so damn hard. I sit still. Silent. Only telling my journal what I think about you. I won't let another soul hear your name come out of my mouth, I swear it. As I sit here on the locker room floor, I just think. And think and think. I think of you...