Poems about Health

You hold onto me as though any second I’d fade away into the storm
Happiness hiding in a heap of dead stars. Beaming faces, maskers flowering red.
When you look at me What is it you see? I see lost, scared trapped and never free
I put on a happy face Every single day, 24/7 Not for myself, it’s never for myself
What happened to us What happened since We met on that bus On the way to New York To spend the summer
Screaming Crying Inside I'm dying Begging Pleading I think I'm bleeding
You spent  your entire life  promising  to never become the monster 
Trapped  inside of self-reflection    Bombarding  questions 
awake  is knowing the difference between sunsets   
I’m a little neurotic It’s all too chaotic I think I’ve lost my mind