Can't run from it
Always a step behind,
The worst part is
I’m trapped in my own mind.

The end is near
I can’t keep trying,
Stop asking if i am okay
I can't keep lying.

My fake smile
Is getting heavy
Eyes can’t hold back,
My mind has won
Done living in the black.

And because of my mind
The world keeps spinning,
And the sad thing is
I know it’s because,

THE DEMONS ARE WINNING…

When i tell you I'm ok
I could be living
I could be dying

When I say I'm alright
I might be doing great
I could also be breaking down

When I'm fine
I could be happy
Or I could be crashing

But when I say I promise
I mean it

nothing changed except everything.

(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.

She controls her laughter,
lets it slip from the edge of her mouth,
the corners of her lips lift ever so slightly,
then, she makes a sound,
seamlessly, her fingers graze my thighs,
smoothly, her eyes meet mine,
and in her eyes, I see my reflection—
aflame, abashed, and fiery,

She is the answer I’ve scoured the world for,
and yet, she, herself, remains a mystery,

Ah, I see,
She controls her laughter
as easily as she controls me.