I find myself in a familiar place,
A place where I'm left to dealt with myself
And it scares me.
I scare me.
My never ending thoughts that race a hundred miles per hour,
Seemingly never giving me a break
From the exhaustion of having to think
Of all the troubles i'm handed
A burden that surrounds me
Follows me every where i turn
Until they all face me
And im cornered with all the problems
Needing to be fixed
Some belonging to others
But more often mine. 
As if life wasn't hard enough,
My brain rams it all back to me
In a cruel summary of the horrid reality i wish to escape.
But worst are the memories
Not the the ones that still haunt me to this day
But the few i recall of times that were once happy
Because with my current situation
It saddens me to think
I will never be as happy again.