In The Mind Of Mental Illness

Crying Loudly but its all in my head,
The expression you see is a smile instead,
But if you look deep in my eyes they will tell you a tale
About how my appearance became so frail.

For the people around me I put on an act,
To hide the truth of control my life lacked.
Inside I am weak, Helpless and cold,
I feel Ive no-one to comfort me,no-one to hold.

I pace up, down and around my bed,
Trying to clear my head,
But inside my mind where the voices hide
I listened to what they said.

The noises I hear are the voices I fear,
I cannot drowned out the sound.
Palms sweating and heart is racing,
Collapsing to the ground.

Chest tightening...i cannot breathe n vision turning black,
Here again on my own suffering another Panic Attack!

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

There is no lonelier place to be than in the midst of your own thoights, trapped by the throat tightening fear that you will go over the edge and never return.
The mask only hides so much, the eyes tell a whole other story. You lock yourself behind that mask until you no longer recognise what meets your gaze in the mirror.
Haunting words, beautifully written.

[louise]

so true :) aww thankyou im glad you like my poems x

[alifeacoustic]

Youre very welcome.