I am my own worst enemy,
I am damaged beyond repair.
Terrorized by my own inner demons,
controlled by my own worst fear.
Stuck in this fragile state of mind,
shuffling my way through.
The pain sets in, I cant think,
I cant decide on what to do.
Everything gets all tangled up,
all knotted way to tight.
I'm searching for any sign of relief,
as I lye awake at night.
It's always busy upstairs,
like i'm on the interstate during rush hour.
I'm stuck in the line of traffic,
and I have absolutely no power
I would give almost anything in life,
just to make the noises go away.
To be able to close my eyes and feel at ease,
even if it's only for a day.