Through out my life i've mostly found uncertainty and stress, often skeptical and miserabale because my world is such a mess. I don't like making choices for i often get them wrong, never finding any rainbows in the lyrics of a song.My heart and mind in turmoil because they often disagree, fighting all the demons who will never set me free. My hopes i know keep guarded and safely locked away, my dreams i've placed inside a box and there they'll likely stay. I blend into the shadows feeling trapped and unprepared, knowing that my nighmares will soon have me impaired. The fear is all consuming and it takes away my breath, holding on so tightly that it smothers me to death. My heart begins to race and i break into a sweat, because i recognize the monster as it casts it's silhoute. Conving me so easily that what i see is real,and soon the images in my head become a part of my ordeal. I've been swallowed up completly with no means of escape and the multiple images inside my head are more than i can take. Inside i know im screaming but no one hears my cries, the anger just keeps building and fills me with its lies. Years lived with little progress makes it hard to carry on, wondering how a single soul is quilty of such wrong In a fantasy world my voice is so much louder than a tiny breathless sigh, and my heartache to the point of not believing in those lies. If i dream about a lifetime that may someday set me free, chances are i might have grown up unconditionaly loving me.
