Its a tangible touchable thing
That sits inside me.
Like a bag of cement
Just add water
And it will turn solid
Take me down to the bottom
Hiding in other worlds
Doesn\'t make t better
Doesn\'t make it go away
But it gives rest to a restless mind
Its an escape from the inescapable
I don\'t get lost there
I just hide out for a while.
Sunshine still warms me.
Green things still evoke peace.
It makes the world go still for a moment.
Makes me focus outside of the mess.
Leave the inside to itself for a while
It will still be there when the sun goes in.