The cold bathroom floor
I don't want to cry
I don't want to cry anymore
I can't breathe
My head won't stop shaking
I’m being watched
Why do I want to be watched?
I want be calm
Do I?
Thoughts a million miles a minute
SHUT UP
Too many
WAY too many at once

The air is thick
I just want to kick and kick
I want it run
I don't want to go home
I don't want to feel so alone
Please let me go
Please let me be
This is too much for me
I am only a child
But am I?
Nay
Numbers are numbers
I am not my number
I don't feel that way

I have no frie-
My dad is mentally i-
I’m spending the next 10 days lone-
No thoughts is ends before a new one starts
All overlapping nightmares

Have you ever had a nightmare that you have had before, so you know it's not real?
You don't want to open that door
It leads to your doom
You know it
But, you're not in control
It's a nightmare
Nightmares can be so realistic
I believe that they can also be real

It's 2am
All you can do is write
Write and write
I had a test on this
Nonfiction or fiction?
I aced it
Clearly I didn't learn anything though
I don't know which one if my thoughts are real

I want a warm mug
A mug with something that will soothe the pain
And I really want a hug
A hug that will make it all go away
Yet all I have left are my thoughts
Please go away