Everyone has a flight or fight reaction but I just tend to freeze I hope they hear my jagged breath when I try to breathe The fight inside has torn my mind more than they can and the more I fly from the fight the less I understand so freeze me in this immortal struggle and take me as I come I'm afraid I cannot change and if I do I may come undone
a mind like mine gets lost in time as a war rages around the definition of attrition reduces my hope to be found and the more I scream my lungs bleed choking out the sound an eternal tug of war between my will to stand and the ground