A myriad of sensations and the struggle to define,
My life is rich, a thousand ways I could describe.
But how do you put a heart into words?
Expressing feelings that others don't have or understand?

My mask is fake,
A smile that does no good
Inside my heart
is heavy like old wood.
When alone I cry, my heart in doubt it grows
Afraid to show my pain, from those who I hold close.

In a realm deep within, where emptiness resides,
No sorrow, just a void where emotions hide.
Craving sensations, seeking an intense thrill,
Adrenaline's rush, a sweet pain
Addictive, euphoric, it breathes life into my will.

Mama’s searching gaze, seeking reason and meaning,
But all she finds is my lost mind, my empty soul, intervening.
Dad's stare, so deep and profound,
Questions arise, has my sanity completely drowned?

These obsessive tendencies,...