A Million Shards (Part 4)
My hands grow worn twisting the cold brass knob,
My mind, my heart, my body, all thrown astray.
The world spins and lights and flashes
As it begins to fade away
What is this prison and why can’t I escape?
Laughing coming from all around
A charming yet so mocking sound
Remember when you failed that test?
When you couldn’t fit in that size two dress?
When he up and left when things got tough?
Remember when you just weren’t good enough?
Constant recollections calling me, crippling me
Can’t calm my mind, more madness, more melancholy
Meeting false fears, feel the fires flood each end
Of the ever broken mind I just cannot mend.
It’s hopeless, don’t you see?
It’s always been like this, just you and me.
You point out my worst
Then push me to be my best
How can I solve a problem
When each cry for help is repressed?
Darling dearest, open your eyes
You’re shattered, damaged, broken inside.
But the only help you’ll ever need
Is not from doctors, your parents, or me.
This is your fault, your mess, your doing, your crime
No professional could fix you with infinite time.
Keep your struggles there, sealed up within
Don’t you dare give up, give out, or give in
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