Friday, August 25, 2006

I am not me

My skin is tight
underneath it
my blood is boiling
I am not me
I am tension
no amount of stretching
will alleviate me

My chest is small
underneath it
my heart too big

I am not me
I am Anxious
I am Sadness
I am sanctioned
to swallow this burden down deep

I know when the beast
wants me to doubt
things about
who I am

There is no fighting
this son of sam
this dark fog
this lead vest on my chest

I am not me
I dont know who I am

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