Sometimes there's a wall

Separating me from the people

That I share this dreadful world with

Sometimes the wall blocks out everything…

But it always warns me first.

It makes my hands tingle

My vision disappear

I can only hear

What it wants me to

I can only see

What it lets me


It makes me scream…

Makes me yell

And scare the people around me

Sometimes it makes me look in the mirror

And see the lack of conscience

Hidden behind my eyes

Sometimes it makes me hate my self

Sometimes it makes me hit people

Sometimes it makes me die

And sometimes…

The wall lets me cry.