Help me,
I've been thinking
too much.I've been thinking
too much,
help me.My head has
entrapped me.
Well, not my head specifically.Only what fills it.
The sociopathic, psychotic
snippets of voices tell me things.
Things
no
young teenager should
have to
bear witness to.
Things
that nobody should
have to realize
might
actually happen.No,
that
most certainly
can happen.& yet
I've sat there,
stood there,
having it tell me those
things
that have been
following me,
ever since my first
incident,
that have caused me to
bleed out
starve
choke
be strangled
left mangled
be shot down
tortured
immersed in
Death's shadow.~Lani
YOU ARE READING
In My Mind ~ Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems from the locked box inside my head.