The Battle

There's a war being waged, entirely in my mind

I wish there was an off switch, that would be sublime

The panic creeps in, taking away all the breathing room

In just moments I revert to infantile emotional outburst

Uncomfortable and uncontrollable

Tears drowning out all of the well wishes and positive thoughts

Sometimes the rainbow isn't enough and yes, it's been considered

I take the pills, I take the deep breaths, I take it all in stride but then I hide

Guilt and shame for feeling this way, guilt and shame for not knowing what to do, guilt and shame for not being able to
fake it or take it any longer

Who moved my cheese?

Why now, after being strong for so long can I not hack it?

Why is it so hard to just be?

Have I lost my path to my purpose?

Am I what people say I am or are they just being far too kind?

Will I ever get beyond this or is it my nature?

So many questions and thoughts always plaguing my mental

I want peace.