My Inner scars.

Deep are my thoughts
           thinking about my future.
Blurred is my vision of
            what tomorrow holds .

Confused is my mind
         trying to hold myself still.
Forced is my expression
         hiding my inner sadness in the mass.

Hopeful seems what I should aspire,
        Yet hard to be is what I face.
Beautiful! My eyes sees the world,
        Dark! My inner-self resonates from ‘em.

Optimistic are my dreams,
       building a morning worthy a smile.
Afflicting are my inner scars ,
    Still I stand pushing towards my Goals.

Weeping inside,dry staring outside
Hearts weighed down , minds running circles.
Relaxing I cannot  , losing hope I am
Yet tears are not flowing , Let me cry words then.

I slept in all hopes ,I woke up in scares tho,
I do not know why dear , but my spirit lost calm.
Souls sobbing loud , my heart drenching in weeps, brain damage I fear,
Darkness lurking I sense.

My eyes in deception glaring at the mirror,
Chest pounding hard,hopeless dreams they turning.
Slowly grazing around in seemingly lost races.
Coping I hope , To survive .

“Am I alone?”  My mind asking itself.
A quitter I am not build , yet simply fading into this void I am.
“Which way to turn?” Silently shouting for help.
A lost soul! I hope I don’t turn into.