These thoughts they fill my head.
Everyday is a nonstop collision.
A steady repeat of all the past memories hitting.
A constant battle to see which thought will actually win.
Wanting to be happy but knowing this man is angry always emotionless.
Never allowing another person to step in.
Keeping to himself knowing others around truly want to help him.
The fear of opening up to have that person disappear.
That's the worse feeling if only this man could feel.
Tears flowing uncontrolling but only on the inside do these tears flow deep.
An emotionless man he truly doesn't want to be....
It's about me. My thoughts are worse then anyone could ever know
