Tattered and Torn

Wed, 08/13/2014 - 01:45 -- kstakey

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I am not who I appear to be

I hide behind a mask that you will never see

My mind plays games, my mind plays tricks

Whichever mood my brain picks

 

I appear to be content

I'm nothing but broke and bent

I will not let you see, I will forever hide

The pain erupting inside

 

I am a monster

I am full of doubt

For you to really know what I'm about

 

A day inside a mind like mine

Is why I drew the line

I am stuck inside this prison

From this battle I have never risen

 

I am not who i appear to be

I am tattered and torn

I cannot escape this internal storm

 

 

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