I lay down and feel the rush,
The speed of nerves running through my body,
As my sound turns to a hush.
I don't speak. I just feel,
I lay there and wonder,
If I'll ever heal.
It speeds up when the phone rings,
When the light shines through the blinds,
Or when the bird at my window sings.
The world is waiting on me but I cant move,
I always seem to fail,
Any time I try to improve.
Stuck in my head being tortured by my own mind,
No one can see me,
The world is blind.
I fight to get up I fight to keep going,
But the feelings get worse,
And my movements are slowing.
So I close my eyes and try to escape it,
In all reality,
I just need to face it.