come undone (bondage)

awake and alone...again

moonlight casting a vague shadow

life seems thin in the flat grey glow

my heart slows, wants to stop

I pray that this isn't real

sheets wrapped around my waist

my mind twisted from neglect

face in the pillow, screaming out

breath becomes a shallow panting

feeling as though I've come undone

this part isn't easy...my head can't keep up with my heart

(why is the writing on the wall always in a language I can't read?)

I used to think I mattered

but what I think and feel

what I know, all I can imagine

is so far removed from reality

it feels as though I'm self-destructing

moving too fast through a world that doesn't know

I exist...pay attention! look at me!...please

there can be so much hatred in honesty

so much fear in knowing who you are

God, this is hard