You’re seeing red,
Bloodlust for hatred.
Absorbed in your own pain that you don’t see it.

Everyone around you is leaving,
And which they should.
They don’t need someone to be heaving around.

Stuck in your past rather than looking forward.
Yet the past has grown us to this.
Nothing good ever stays.

I’ll let you think what you want.
Instead of asking a question,
You’d rather assume.
That’s the best part

Tossing and turning in bed.
Stuck in my thoughts,
But when aren’t I.

These thoughts cloud my mind and I can only think of one to bring me peace.
But alas I left and now I lay still alone.
Looking at these blank walls I now call home.

Closing my eyes I hear the silence.
Others screaming down the halls.
A bed to hard for my back,
Waking up is a pain.

I’ve done everything to sleep,
Tried all the tips and tricks.
Still to no avail I continue to toss and turn.

I am invisible,
No one can see me,
I’m the lost face in the crowd,
No one would look for,
I’m the lost treasure in the sea,
Sunk deep down,
Gone forever,
I’m the unknown star in the sky,
No one is aware of,
I’m the unappreciated piece of art,
No one would ever discover,
I’m not a fairy-tale,
Cheerful and pretentious,
I’m an apocalypse,
Real and tragic.

Fight or flight.
Well with what’s happening.

I choose flight.