Writhing In Pain Poem by Sandra jacks

My vagueness is a necessity,
It protects others from reality,
If no one sees, they just won't know,
How high or how low I'll go,
I am the in control type,
Not a stereotype. I know
As long as you ask me questions,
I'll be sure to evade,
The truth won't show.

I am locked inside myself today,
Torn from within,
In agony,
Writhing in pain.

My heart beat is slow,
Myself, I'm gone,
I can't seem to even..think...straight..
Dodging around, like bullets
In my....mind...
These thoughts won't stop,
I can not find a...solution..
I am lost.