As I sit in silence in the early morning hours, so many thoughts run through my troubled mind, oh how I wish I could leave them all behind..
Blinded by the reality, that I'm really not alright, my troubled mind tends to keep me up all hours of the night,its a constant fight... will I ever feel alright?
Or is this an ongoing fight.
That I'll have to deal with for the rest of my life ..
I'm not alright,noone hears my cry for help , instead they all just look at me and grin.
Noone understands.
I just needed one person to grab me by the hand.
I feel like I'm I'm sinking in quick sand, these feelings I feel aren't for me man, they're no good,I wish I had someone who understood .
© shaneia Comeaux