Quiet Contemplation

The pressure on the outside increasingly grows,
Seemingly unnoticeable to those who cause it,
Inside the pressure builds to the point of break,
Constantly having to hold it back and hide it.

The pain that’s caused by faking everyday life increases,
Coursing through my body as hot and fast as blood,
Uncompassionate and uncaring it continues to run on,
Slicing away at a life that used to be but now is almost gone.

Pushes to take something for it are heard besides all it can do is help,
Making things right you’ll want to fight to cope with what you are dealt,
Artificially enhanced reality in easy to swallow capsule form,
Ineffective and unchanged all symptoms remain of this ever raging storm.

So talk to someone and let them know exactly how you feel,
They’ll understand and help you get back everything that is real,
Across from you they sit and nod studying your every behavior,
Illuminated by the glow of there own wealth, how can this person be your savior?

Pouring out your soul like you’ve never done before,
Suppose to release your burden and help you get some rest,
But after all the notes have been taken and all the wasted time,
A diagnoses of “there’s nothing wrong with you; you’re going to be just fine!”

WHAT? That’s it?? After all these years and all of this commotion,
You disregard my problems within; pass me off as difficult with next to no emotion,
I sit there frustrated, angry, sorry and really a lot confused,
You sit there and yell and scream at me to leave and you say to me YOU’VE been used?

Left feeling sick with my head spinning going round and round,
Broken and busted as the voices inside scream with rage and tears hit the ground,
I feel destroyed crushed under the weight of every part of this situation,
Not knowing what to do I sit here alone and afraid in quiet contemplation.

Is this it, is this the end, it this how life is going to be?
Do I just give in and give up and succumb to this defeat?
Unsure of myself and those around me not knowing where else to turn,
I begin to feel there’s no way to reverse the pain of this fire that continues to burn.