A long road.
Covered in blindness
I can only sense danger around me.
I try to go on my own.
Hoping It wont kill me.
But i know Im hiding being my mask again.
Knowing that I need someone with me.
Along this narrow path of dependance.
Im small and weak.
I cant see the world the way they do.
Im too different from them to understand.
My trauma is my wall.
It separates me from reality.
Giving me visions in my head of the unnatural.
Paranoia is part of my existence.
Its scary to identify whats real and whats not.
Like their both un-separable.
And they play around in my head.
Like its more then just a game.
Still, wanting to save you.
And help you stand.
I try to stay on the ground.
While on the inside
Im weary and insecure when it comes to myself.
So how can I help you?
If Im ungrounded on the inside.
And invisible?
Covered in blindness
I can only sense danger around me.
I try to go on my own.
Hoping It wont kill me.
But i know Im hiding being my mask again.
Knowing that I need someone with me.
Along this narrow path of dependance.
Im small and weak.
I cant see the world the way they do.
Im too different from them to understand.
My trauma is my wall.
It separates me from reality.
Giving me visions in my head of the unnatural.
Paranoia is part of my existence.
Its scary to identify whats real and whats not.
Like their both un-separable.
And they play around in my head.
Like its more then just a game.
Still, wanting to save you.
And help you stand.
I try to stay on the ground.
While on the inside
Im weary and insecure when it comes to myself.
So how can I help you?
If Im ungrounded on the inside.
And invisible?