Sad, angry, disappointed, broken, beaten, hated, every negative word you can think of at the top of your overworked mind to show how i feel inside this damaged mind of mine.
Loved, happy, excited, satisfied, pride was once how i used to feel.
People talk about how scars can be removed over time, look as if nothing was there, ever... but what about the scars that cant be removed?. The scars that are never shown or seen. The scars that cant be removed over time or even for the rest this miserable life. The emotional scars that creep up behind me everyday, dragging me, drowning me, leaving me to gasp for my last breath, what about those scars?
The feeling of being locked up in a cage is how i feel inside my body. How do i escape when there isn’t any lock, to be locked up? Who do I reach my hand out to?, when the only thing i see is darkness. The darkness that i try to dig through to find light. When do i stop, give up and realise that it is all a illusion. No one is there for me.......