The air is thin it’s hard to breathe
Get out my way I need to leave
The walls around me are crumbling
Feels like a fight I’m not going to win
As I gasp and reach for air
Feels like the world for me don't care
They don't understand the thoughts inside
The thoughts locked away, those thoughts are mine
They’re mine to say but I can’t speak
I’m tired and scared
I’m frail, too weak
But maybe someday I’ll find the strength
To stand up tall and speak at length
But as for now the demons decide
To keep me imprisoned, my feelings collide
The screaming sounds run through my head
A heavy heart just filled with dread
Outside, fine tuned to tell the lies
Inside just panic and silenced cries
Fighting hard to take back control
Confessions from a tortured soul
© curiousdud3 01/2021
