I'm terrified
Of what's inside
Inside my mind.
The emotions.
Every curse
Every fear
Every tear
That I have to hold back
I have to hold it all back
Because if I don't
They will crawl inside my skin
And take control.
Isn't it ironic
How when I set them free
They take control of me?
And isn't it fitting
How no one knows what I mean?
It's like driving in a car
And somebody takes the wheel away from me.
So I tie him up
Trap him in the trunk
But every so often
When I stop at a red light
I can hear him scream
From behind the back seat,
And when the light turns to green
It only reminds me of the envy,
The fear and the anger
The sea of emotions
Pandora's box without the hope.
I'm terrified of stopping
Because he might escape
And if I leave
He'll take the wheel once more.
So I don't stop
Won't stop
Can't stop driving
Without direction
Only forward
Running,
Fleeing,
Seeking refuge
From the devil inside.
Driving a car,
And trying to hide.
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Experiences in the darkness-Experiences with the Darkness
PoetryThis is a book of poetry about all the darkness in us and around us and how we experience it in different ways throughout our lives.
