Every time I feel this way,

As my mind begins to collapse again,

From all the stress of life,

Of all the pain you cause,

I have to tell myself,

I’m not insane.

I keep trying to stay here and be there for you,

But so much else is going on,

And the world just simply breaks in my hands,

And slips between my finger tips.

I see my past every night,

Seeing the life I lived,

The pain I suffered,

It haunts my dreams every night,

Only reminding me of where I came from.

I hear the people around me,

Chat away as life were so simple,

As if things were just black and white,

And that grey never exits.

I live with everything around me affecting me,

As I try to find peace for myself,

So I no longer have to stay here and let my brain fall apart,

And no longer have to worry about anything,
And that I can do so much more.

I want to breathe,

I want to relax,

I want to live,

I want to feel human again.