mentally loaded
physically exhausted
emotions keep changing
can't explain what's wrong

I ran from anxiety
the race took my every ability
The knives stopped stabbing
I took some days off from the pain
I hid myself from depression
It couldn't find me for some days
I thought I could hide in his love


I feel so caught up in this
There's so much on my mind
I want to take a break from life
Some much to say
but it's like somebody zipped my lips
I don't want to write
I should talk to a friend
I shouldn't keep things to myself
But Hey, why waste time talking when you can write.
Whatever this is leaves me feeling nothing and everything.
I thought I was free from everything
but everything came running back to me