Crazy. Insane. Read All About It Poem by Danni Rivera

That's just my life.
My brain is to busy.
Can't process my thoughts.

I become my own demon.
Wait, here comes a thought.
Nope, it jumped to another one.

Crazy? I can never be at peace with myself.
Insane? I never know where I am within.
I cry, but don't know why.
I laugh, because it might go away.

Scared? I don't know how to get this Bitch out.
I fall to my knees and look into the mirror.
Smile? What for? It will only last a moment.

Damaged goods is what I call it.
Sudden rushes.
Mixed feelings.

Regret.
Hate.
Anger.
Happy.
Joyful.
Strange.

What next?
Can't I just breathe?
Its constant, no room for ME.
It has me in its grasps.
I let go and let it take me.
Because this is apart of me...As One.