Disorder

I can’t move my arms-They’re shaking
I feel lost in every breath that I’m taking.
I’m angry and I’m trapped in my thoughts
I can’t even count all the fights that I’ve fought-
This month, This year-
Just today,
Between the ups and the downs there’s not time to say
That I can’t feel my feet,
I’m falling down.
I drink and I drink and I’m trying to drown
Out the fears and the feelings that are buried inside
From all of the people I’m trying to hide
That I can’t even see what’s in front of my eyes
I’m working and doing but inside I’m crying
Out, this isn’t the alcohol, there aren’t any drugs
I’m just trapped in my own mind
My skins crawling with bugs
And the animal side of me,
The good and the bad,
Things were much better with the control that I had.