Troubled

My mind is somewhere behind the sea,
but my body remains here with fear.
This all eats me up little by little.
I feel like a psycho because I seem brittle.

You cannot see it but I'm stressed out.
My pity goes to others only but what I'm about?
I get no rest, sleep and eat is far beyond casual habit.
What is health? Can it help me to resist to feel it?

Shoot me down, I'm the traitor. You can hurt me.
Bang bang, my body catches every bullet you set free.
I’m bleeding? Oh, that's only paint, my dear.
I don't want to be the one come up with that stir.


verfasst: 19.12.2018

~Mandy


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