I let my thoughts fly by,
not a word spoken,
I honestly don't know if I can speak,
it feels as if this cage of a body....
is collapsing in on me,
I wouldn't wish this apon my worst enemy,
because I know how it feels,
it's not just now,
I have thoughts that run around saying,
"burn" "your dieing alive" "you should save yourself"
that's not all I don't just have one to three,
I have many growing on a tree,
getting louder with every breath,
and the worst part is that the tree won't stop growing,
I ask myself from dusk to dawn if this normal,
if everyone has a tree like mine,
or is it true what they say that I'm a freak,
a toy to play,
I'm not here to seak for them to go away I'm here to ask if all this..
is okay?
©rai.artist
R