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Internal Battles.
Crying, screaming.
Wishing, waiting.
Hoping things will get better.
Hoping that the inner demons in my head burn and die and disintegrate.
“Get out of my head” i scream.
But they never want to leave.
There is a constant push and pull between what i should do because society expects me to do it and what i want to do.
Everywhere i turn there is chaos. A million dead-end streets. A million no-through roads.
Help! I scream in the middle of the night.
But no one can hear me because i’m not fighting the world, I’m fighting myself. The only person that can hear me is me. The only person that can save me is me.
It’s a dark place. In my mind.
Mouth is taped.
Hands are tied.
And the only person that can set me free is me.
But how do i do that?
When I’m forever, fighting myself.
