People are
Cruel.
I am just
Tired.

I can't get away,
you always seem to be there.
In times it feels like I need you to be gone,
you seem to always stick around.

Maybe its an unhealthy relationship- forced,
where as I try to get away,
while even court says I must stay.

You could do the world wrong,
but nothing is done for me;
my life has been surrounded by choices I was
forced to make because of you.

The choices that have made me sick and tired-
a never ending cycle that is.
And thanks to you it has been made
abundantly clear,
that I must not,
and will not
ever escape.

I can’t think for
Myself
Everyone around me
Is getting better and
I am just stuck.

Everyone around me
Is independent and
Successful,
Leaving me
Hanging fire.

No one listens,
No one is there,
No one cares,
But yet I am forced
Into believing things
That are wrong,
In my eyes.

Forced to believe you.

The mind is great for a lot of things
But there are a few things
Even the brightest of minds can’t handle.
One of which being empty space,
Which there seems to be a lot of
In my life.

Too much passion within us for the things        
We know too well;
That are so familiar,
Yet so wrong.
Minds filled with
A fire,                                    
A flood.                                
Things that won’t change.
That can’t change.

For every corner that’s turned,
It’s there.
There’s no escaping.
It’s in your blood.
A fire,
A flood.

But the things that can’t be escaped
Are faced.
And the
Fire and flood
Take control.

A change occurs in
A mind that’s distant,
A mind thats fire and flood
Determines indifference.