A dark past is sewn in my heart with a thick thread
It’s inescapable, inerasable
It’s tightly stitched with constant causes for dread
It renders me incapable…
Incapable of normalcy by my or any definition
For I am truly enslaved
I am imprisoned in this wretched condition
Unable to be saved
I’m held captive by feelings of tremendous panic
By petrifying images that dance in my mind
That come and go as though I’m manic
And cause me to unwind
And I am left in an unraveled mess
Staring at the dust that hangs from my ceiling
Alone and dysfunctional in distress
With my protective layers peeling
The past dominates my present
My future will be cluttered with its debris
Life will always be unpleasant
For I will never feel free
Comments
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awww panic attacks...aint they fun?....i feel ya...good write
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wow this is a-frikkinmazing!
i mean i cant say much without saying too much.
this was really good about sums it up =]]
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