Endless Scare

The words I say
are not necessarily the words I feel
I know I have to pay
my time, and allow these wounds to heal.
The words I have said
have soon fed
my emotions
for so long, I can no longer take the comottion.
You ask me to write these words for you,
I search deep inside of me.
I realize I have so few.
It makes me wonder why we are we.
I dont know why I feel this way,
but I know I am not okay.
So try and help me,
explain to me why this is ment to be.
I do not know why I have such doubts,
but I do feel them inside.
I try and figure out what they are about,
I need you to help me out.
Help me speak the words unspoken,
I need to be woken
out of this nightmare,
it is just no longer fair.