How do I describe what I'm feeling,
When words just can't explain,

How do I make you understand this sensation,
This feeling that has no name,

It's like standing in the eye of a hurricane,
Stood firm on the wind whipped sea,

It's like walking around while you're drowning,
And everyone thinking you can breathe,

It's like living in constant silence,
Mute, unable to scream,

It's like running from something terrible, invisible,
Trapped in endless looping, always running, never free,

It's like when you're bent on writing,
But the words aren't coming, stifled, trapped beneath,

I'd call it desperation,
But that doesn't sound right to me,

All this happens while I'm still living,
While the world around me's still moving,

The storm hides behind my smile,
It doesn't look forces but it is,

All this glorious chaos,
All this madness that I hid,

It's all starting to boil over,
Over the sides of the ***, from underneath the lid,

And I'm trying to contain it,
And maybe that's what it is,

It's part of me, it craves freedom,
That would only make sense,

But I'm not ready to give it freedom,
No, not like this,

It's a beast, and honestly, it scares me,
What happens if it gets too strong? too big?

But maybe there's nothing for me to fear,
Maybe it's just me,

So maybe that's what I'm feeling,
That's what I am,

Afraid of me.