I'll lie down for hours in my bed
You think I'm asleep but I caged in my head
I'm getting tortured from the inside out
I'm getting thrown and tossed about
I'm a prisoner to my own thought
I am forced to remember ever ounce of pain I fought
It is a never ending reel of self-inflicted pain
I have no scars to show or retain
It's screaming and blood lust in my mind
On the outside quiet and peace, is what you find
I'm getting weak with every passing night
I'm slipping away losing might
I'm still a prisoner to my ******* brain
I think It's time, I step out of that lane
Always thinking of the worst, but being so good at hiding the visual pains that cross my thoughts. Only to keep moving with the will to live.