Micron Crashes - Reaches For Bottle Poem by Micron

My hurt inside has built up so great inside
My inner pain built up so great I cant hide
For weeks months I pretended I’m ok
While inside my pain grows eternally to stay
I listen to others problems wanting to help so patiently
While my problems remain hidden festering in me
Watching listening as my inner frustration does grow
Seeing the bad things in the world around me so
Of people hurt so badly its so really unfair
While so called friends unseeing don’t really care
So many lies and deception very cleverly woven
Which people accept as they are so interwoven
And I wait to hold their hands as their fall I see
Hoping to spare them the pain I feel inside me
Sometimes it feels I transfer the pain to me from them
Allowing them relief but me to condem
Eventually my pain just builds up its too much
So that nothing goes right that I touch
I worry incase others pick up my bad luck
To live with my inner hurt I know does suck
So when things build reach the depths they do
I reach for solace to hide try escape that is true
In side I know it won’t solve a single thing
But to temporary oblivion and drunken sleep I cling
In these moments I call ‘micron’ crashes
Because I don’t want to drag others into my burning ashes
And after the crash has occurred once again
My pain inside me is once safely contain
I continue as if nothing was ever wrong
To live amongst everyone as if I belong