Pressure in my head is building and sending me blind.
So limited is my view not even the villain at the end of my nose can I find.
Mirror revealing every flaw I hold dear.
Overthinking tendencies that keep me in fear.
Shatter these shackles.
Rail against the bonds.
Fixation on darkness to keep me in control.
Soothing the throb that keeps me reeling.
I’m not sick, just trapped in this feeling!
Paralysed by mistakes I cannot rewrite.
A lie tells me I could’ve altered things if only I’d tried to fight.
Grasping these decisions like wounds.
I need to release the past before it completely consumes.
Shatter these shackles.
Rail against the bonds.
Fixation on darkness to keep me in control.
Soothing the throb that keeps me reeling.
I’m not sick, just trapped in this feeling!
Cut this decay.
Find peace in accepting where I stand currently.
Lay past to rest.
Welcome this present.
Build upon who I am now.
Don’t retread rose tinted stupidity.
Cherry picked form that never did exist.
Shedding these chains.
Working on my flaws.
This life is a journey, don’t make it a chore.
For every dark needs a light or shadows will swallow them whole.
Remove identity until you have existence no more.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 