My head
My mind
I rub my temples
To ease the pain
The explosion in my head gets louder
The tsunami pounds against my skull
The people around me...
Their voices become a small hum
My head wants to explode
Its not just the tsunami
Its also the figures...
They dont want to leave me alone
They've been on alert
Wondering what my next move will be...
Who will find out next?
Will they have to attack me again?
They've done it before...
On my stomach...
On my legs...
On my arms...
When they are trapped in my head I feel like I'm in a small space
Closed into a box
Taped shut
Just let me explode...
I dont need these figures...
They have a bond I need to break
But till then...
I have to deal with the voices...
Deal with the pain they give me
Try to ignore the pounding...
It only works when I'm with Tom...
Or should I say...
Thomas...?
-E.D.
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Poetrythis story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems...
