Mar 07, 2021
The thoughts and feelings that race through me each day;
Ones I wish I could make others understand.
The thoughts and feelings I long to utter to a soul who relates.
Day by day I become more invisible;
More misunderstood to everyone around me.
Thousands of uncontrollable sensations I wish would go away
And take me with them.
Feelings I can’t control with Ativan, Clonazepam, or sleep.
I’m either floating on air or walking on nails most days.
Like Harry Potter’s,
My invisibility cloak has become a part of me
Whether I like it or not.
My inner self is the only person I can talk to most days;
And she’s my biggest critic of all.
God, I feel so alone.