Confused and Scared

I cant decide which hurts more,
My heart or my soul.
My heart carries secrets, loves
And sorrows. My soul is all of the above
And others unable to be described.

My eyes are unable to weep,
I am now terrified to sleep.
No one to talk to or share
My thoughts with while having heinous nightmares
Of things no being should have to see.

I feel the pressure in my chest,
I am weary with the lack of rest.
I scare myself of thoughts I
Should not think. I don’t know why
I am like this, or whats happening.

I feel and think things
I have no way to explain.
I don’t want to be
like this, I want to be normal and happy.
Help me please, this is my final plead!!!


2003