Almost Ready

I feel the tears come as I half close my eyes A familiar old song plays in the background as my personal torment grinds down the old bones of wounds not yet healed I carry the burden of my actions with few or little outlets My brain is turned to broil, hotter than hell and ready to burn Rest is all I truly crave, I beg anyone of you, when will it be my turn Dark forces are at work tonight, the embers burn down low Time is my enemy, a constant confrontation, it moves so bloody slow As I watch the moon rise over the mountains tonight, my angry festering thoughts move to you My confidant, my only true friend, my partner in crime I am hurting deeply and I can’t get what I need, to stick to you like glue My outside shell is strong as ever, determined to stand strong, resistant to attack, ready to conceal My inner portion, soft and vulnerable is torn apart, bleeding and wounded now, ready to reveal