Thoughts Poem by Psychotic Rose

Have you ever found yourself
Walking on eggshells
Treading softly for fear of breaking them
I said I want to play a cutting game
And it seems that I might start with you

It pains me to think about it
So putting it into action will be harder
Sharing thoughts because
It's said written thoughts
Are better than lost thoughts

Trying my best to remain strong
Keep your smile on
I'm fragile like a glass vase
Maybe that's what I'm made out of
Feel like crying but I'm in public

Avoid the pity looks and all the questions
I have no answer for you
But deep down I feel the hollowness
Retreating inside the hole like I always do
But far from the place that gives me comfort.

Thoughts running but all blurred
Feels like there's nothing there
But in actual fact there is a lot.
Turn your tears to words
A little voice within says and that
Is what I do.

But no words can ever describe what I feel.
Happy a few minutes and the next a mess
Keep me strong because on my own it's hard.
Help me fix my vase and learn to keep it to myself.
Thoughts running and there's nothing I can do
But to let them roam freely

"I'll be well"
A lie well known
Told to many, understood by a few
These feel like episodes of an incomplete event.
Somebody tell me why it hurts so bad.
Explain what's wrong because I've searched and found nothing.

So walk with me in Psychotics mind and help me find what the world hides. Let's take away the petaled rose and find ourselves the thorns root.

Psychotic_Rose 🌹