CAPTURED

This kind of wounds never really heal
No one believes in me
For I don’t believe in myself
There’s nothing that I give
Hence there’s nothing that I deserve

Relentless feeling
Without a healing
My heart loses its composure
This is my well-being’s foreclosure
Happiness is a thousand miles away

I’ve got a talent for hitting the ceiling
And a knack for getting panic attacks
My pulse is shallow
And I’m falling deep
I’m a nervous wreck and I can’t sleep

But all these words I swallow
For no one wants to hear me whine
So I keep cracking a smile
Hide all this anguish deep in my mind

Left alone inside
My skin crawls
My mind bounces against those walls
That build up to a mental prison
Anxiety won’t let me out

I’ve got a talent for hitting the ceiling
And a knack for getting panic attacks
My pulse is shallow
And I’m falling deep
I’m a nervous wreck and I can’t sleep.

*man, i'm so glad that those dark times are over!*