Waiting for The fog to lift
I can hear several voices at once, where am I?
A gentle voice calls out; ‘Help, help, save me.’
None trust me, I am alone
Trapped in my own thoughts
Fearful and terrified, day and night
Can’t sleep, paranoid, someone is calling me
No, No, someone is following me
They look like me, maybe; I am not sure
What should I do?
‘Doctor, Doctor, help me, help me.’
They can’t hear me
I suddenly drift asleep, remembering nothing.
Of the past event except for a headache
A very faint memory has left a bitter taste in my mouth
As I examine myself, I see my ugly self
I am ashamed that every time I wake from.
Such a nightmare my family fearful of me
But I hear them whispering about what has happened
I look normal outside, but inside if you were to examine me
You will surely find a helpless me
Tell me, do you feel helpless at times?
Maybe, you could be my friend.
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