Trapt

Why do I feel the way i do? so scared to read as imperfect to one's eye I see in my head as the feeling imprison's me I fight and fight and try to run away but it's addiction just wont stray. I am trapt trapt in a battle alone for it consumes me and takes over me whole I begin to think im doomed, doomed for this Hell Hole! So fed up with the worries and lies I scream and scream...then wait for help but you could never know the pain i feel Can't anyone hear me? they sound like they're near me As I begin to realize then it comes clear to me It is my own two eyes that I FEAR.