The Cycle

Heart racing

Mind pacing

Why am I not concentrating

Theres a thought

What am I contemplating

 

Whats driving me

My heads spiraling

Out of control

I gotta get out of reach

Into a hole

What am I contemplating

 

Who will listen

Actually hear me

Deaf ears

But sarah we’re listening

No you’re not

You’re not really here for me

The stress is waning on me

What am I contemplating

 

Stretched and used

Mentally abused

By mainly myself

And those who refuse

To actually care

And wear my shoes

To attempt to accept

Or understand why it is

That my mind is bereft

What am I contemplating

 

Must stay strong for myself

Its me alone

theres no one else

With me in my head

I know what I’m contemplating

 

it will always be there

But I must lock it away

Because they’ll never know the strength

Of what it took to stay