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Numb to the pain inside,
Can feel the pressure in my head,
I'm living in a surreal world,
Caught and locked up in dread.
I'm tired of screaming at myself,
And meeting everybody else's demands,
They say they know what it's like,
But they don't understand.
I can't be myself,
Hold so much hatred inside,
I can't get past the loneliness,
Or un cry the tears I've cried.
I just want to run,
To sing and feel free,
It seems too much to ask for,
So I'm letting go of me.
I don't want to breathe anymore,
Have nothing holding me back,
Except a distant blind light,
Consumed in realms of black.
And I can't get out,
Oh, how hard I've tired,
I keep slipping through the cracks,
And the paint has already dried.
Nothing will seem to stop,
They just go on and on,
I just want to close my eyes,
And hide until the dawn.
Until more time passes,
And everything is again ok,
Hide from my slumber,
Until it all goes away.
© Danika Jackson
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