Confused

Confused, I confess my heads a mess
struggle to get dressed, barely living I guess
the stress, distressingly intense, tears at my mind
under duress Id accept that my days a grind

Thoughts, flicker briefly then flutter away
mind cant stay on track, I'm fine Id love to say
but it would be so easy to just sleep until night
blot out the sunlight, give up the fight

Masks dance before me, face to face with my fears
they force me to look back over the years
they listen to my silent shouts, they hear the words I leave out
remind me of old demons and the dark days Id blackout

I'm flapping, flailing, mind gone sailing
falling, failing, brain bailed out leaving me derailing
I didn't know what I was needing, but the demons were feeding
can anyone save me, I'd scream til my throat was bleeding

Awake, hospital bed, dead of night, lost in my head
shed a tear, I cried, Should be dead by rights, they said
A brief respite, a chance to build a new life, a fighting chance at last
to say goodbye to the old days, farewell to the past

Thanks for reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.