Blegh

I don't seem to care anymore; about anything. I get so wound up that it is impossible to ignore that I do. Simple things set off the most complicated of mood swings. Regurgitating anger aimed at someone else and shooting it in all directions.

I need to stop letting these things get to me.

I am not this person.

I refuse to be.

It's in your head

It's going nowhere

It's building;

Exploding into a

m i l l i o n p i e c e s

that won't be

ignored.

It's in your head

It's keeping you company

It's straddling your thoughts;

Holding them

down

and

taking them as a

prisoner of war.

It's in your head

It's the way speech slurs

It's the way hips might move

It's holding the hand of

every fear

you once had

and making it stay quiet

in the midst of

breakdown.

It's all in your head.

It's all keeping you down.

Safe from the height of

trouble.

It's all in your head.

Memories,

hopes,

fears

and

dreams.

It's swallowing you whole

and

It's all just in your head.