Do know what it's like? To drive yourself crazy all your life?
Do you know, the pain I feel inside?
No, you don't know,
You don't know!
You don't understand a damn thing about me.
You say it's all in my head,
But that's where they live and its hard to go to bed.
You don't know what's inside my mind
You can't hear my demons as they cry.
Look into my eyes,
and feel my broken soul and its cries.
Welcome to where nightmares are on a live broadcast,
where my insecurities make me a social outcast.
Welcome to my Hell.
This is my domain,
this is where I live and my demons come to play.
I have seen things,
that make your nightmares look like dreams.
I'm not as calm as I seem,
there's a storm inside of me.
Welcome to my Hell!
YOU ARE READING
The Lonely.
PoetryLonely thoughts creep into my mind. I scream as the tear me up inside. No one knows No one hears the cries. No one knows me when it's night.
