There is this feeling I can't seem to shake It looms over me this pale luminous cloud A shadow, not of my own, lurking oh, so proud Hugs my shoulders with an unnerving weight This feeling comes over me when you're awake When you are near and when you are far, I notice how I can only hear the sharp pitch of your nagging words and the pout of your lips, a piercing harp That strings and stitches its will upon my life And tries to puppet its pitches to bound me tight Static and stagnant when plucked, An evil soul gripped by a tattered heart, too many times down in luck, someone made their mark with your heart, left you ******. Left you looming, wandering, excusing your every wit and hit and sour, sad, selfish self and made you quit at being a person with love and self respect Instead you take everyone and anyone on when you're around when you are here pouring your ugly in everyone's ear but unlike the rain you do not cleanse nor make way for light and brighter day you keep the clouds and grey, no shine, no play I want to run away. When you're around. When you are down. When you make a frown. When you're upside down. When you take a place and make a fake. I just need to run away.