Blank

My mind floats with mindless madness not letting me rest for there is no peace.

It wanders back and forth searching

Everyone wants something.
They surround me,
Press me to the wall,
Screaming my name.
My guts twist and boil inside.
My mouth

STRESSED

The despair brought about
by mental confusion
more then upsets,
it is emotionally disruptive.
It is like fighting for

"The 25yr prayer"

Here is a story about a man named Stan and his pain.
suffering in a manner not even he could explain
Living

One day,
I pray,
to see a little peace.
What joy that will be,
just to be me.

A handful of hope,
won't be so bad.
For then I can