I am wounded. Seared with scars of broken dreams, scattered across my own galaxy and I fear they will continue to stomp into the dust, unable to be renewed. And I am fearful of my future, so grave and hard to grasp. What am I even working so **** hard for? And why? Will it even come to pass? And my heart is weary and head is full of thoughts and I wish I had some small time to stop. Just to really grasp whats going on and how to stop the constant noise. And let my thoughts settle like the bottom of my ocean. Just to work my way through things, to get to know them and understand and to stop the constant madness. I cannot handle on my own. But still it goes on like the waves of an ocean, with a very hide tide.

I'm cold and weary and tired,
I want sleep,
and sleep and sleep

in the unwritten tattooed scars from your wounds,
I wonder…
how could they hurt you
I imagine your pain to be beyond skin deep,
written within your pores and moles
a bandage could not conceal,
that pain,
A voice that cannot be unheard.
But a broken bird crying in the dark
instilling a hurt that will burn

I don't really wanna be here, stuck in this cocoon. But I'm left inside trying to bleed and fight and hold it all together when all my atoms want to do is suffocate and die.

I know not what to do or where to go,
But I know that peace is my prosperity,
Yes,
In the land of noise and attacks of loud invigorating people
I prefer quietness.
Without disturbance.
A land of thoughts quelling in my mind like a storm
About to ring wonderful ideas of brilliance that even I cannot prepare for.
And I wait...

I want the winds of my mind to take flight again,
Think as I want and do as I please,
Drawing my worries away,
With a freedom I once possessed,
Let me live once more
Without such stress,
Let me be as I want,
Entangled in my own infection of thoughts that even I cannot unravel on my own.

Give me back my shell,
My hole of comfort and understanding.
Where I face not the hard and weary world,
Give me time to myself,
A me time that only I can comprehend.
I wanna rip the cord of constant connection and just let the thoughts and soul settle like the bottom of the ocean.
I wanna just relax and be able to be myself,
ALONE,
Without another,
And nobody seems to get that very well
At least not anyone I know,
So if anybody were to love me they need to understand this,
I'm a half introvert,
And that half needs some time to recover at times