I'm in my head all I see is red. I feel this pain but I don't bleed. Am I real? Do I feel? Or is this an illusion? Is it real? They say time heals but then give me some pills. Do I deal or do I mask? What used to be wrong seems to be the new way I'm told to heal. Everyone's masking from their feels to their faces; its all covered. Why does everything feel so heavy; so dark. The suns shining yet the tunnel visions so foggy. Can't see my thoughts outside my head got me feelin like I'm brain dead. I need a flashlight just to find myself. Find a pen write it down see how my thoughts sound. Read them aloud just to hear myself. Does it sound real? Are these mine or did I absorb theirs? What's me, what's them, where's the line? How do I stay true to me when I'm what I cant find? Take the pills relax... We're just testin time..
About the Creator
Kimber Goodwin
I have a burning desire to make a difference in the world and believe I can do so; for we are as powerful as we allow ourselves to be. My power happens to be the light I hold and I plan to spread that light in as many ways as I can.
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