There is chaos within my mind,
the confines cannot possibly hold so much,
and yet here I am.
Tattered rags of where reality hides,
none can see what ensues within,
and yet I just want to scream,
let them know I truly am alive,
and I honestly do care.
I tried to push the pain away,
but it finds me again
not troubled by my obvious distaste
for it.
And when I close my eyes,
a play of my own destruction begins,
and I open my eyes to see,
that it continues to play; still.
Chemical gasses of hate that
were spewed at me so long ago,
I have inhaled them,
but I am suffocated
for it replaces my oxygen.
When I go to speak, I can feel
that no one really wants to hear.
Yet, all I desire is some calm
and for this hurricane of pain
to subside.
Every word I speak,
tears threaten to overflow,
yet I won't allow that weakness to show.
So when You ask "what's wrong?"
I won't tell you,
because inside my mind is a storm
that I cannot explain.
Author notes
I got the idea from a comment left on my page, and decided that I needed to write again, so here we are, we have arrived at the confusion and chaos that it; my mind.
Comments
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i really like this
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Chemical gasses of hate that
were spewed at me so long ago,
I have inhaled them,
but I am suffocated
for it replaces my oxygen
my favorite part. amazing -
I like this. And I am here for you. I listen to you. You are awesome. I am sorry you are filled with so much pain, and yet I am proud that you are finally starting to express it. We have to go through the pain, unfortunately, to get to the other side of the pain.
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