I want to tap out. I want another way out. I can’t go on like this. I was fine, Boxed my emotions away. Done as
Category: Emotional
Never ending
You fought the nightYou wrestled against theShadows of yourChildhoods past.You were capturedAnd heldIn the drumming room.Slepless nightsHad your pillowWith wet patches. Your lifeless companionNext to
Controller
He calls it erratic behaviour. But the day to day term Is anxiety You never know When the next wave Will come. You just hope
Pieces
You’ve dropped it You look around Hoping someone Would help you out. They all seem distracted. To your left A group picking up their Own
Trapped
Why can’t I cry? I’m fed up But I can’t cry. I wake up each day They expect me To be fine. I tell them
Innocence
Innocence is pure It’s very precious Innocence is like A new born baby Being brought Up in a chaotic World. Pure as the sunrise. Over
