MySpace Drain

So much pain this early in time, the mind goes extra as I go back in time. Flipping through the pages of memories and thoughts, traveling to the future of what can come of distraught. Headache burning so early in the morning, food and coffee hasn’t even been turning. So early in the morning, you wake up to think, drained of your life force before you use the bathroom or take a drink. Heavy mindset, be kind to your soul, it seems to get away, you have to be alone.

Trapped

Pins and needles tweak the brain, you only feel comfortable in your bed scattered and afraid. You want to sleep it off and get back your composure but the alarm goes off as you rush and ponder. Little voices talk inside to convince you everything is alright. Yet you feel your life is trapped in the mind's eye. Tossing and turning with anxiety and pain, making it so hard to trust because the routines have changed.

The schedule finally settled in, losing the mind hack. Chasing happiness and working on self, can’t help but feel the flux of an abyss. Things seem fine when they flow the same until something changes and makes the safety go away. Fight for supremacy you want to hit rewind in life, go back to when it was just your friends and a good vibe.

Accepting the burdens of life, still learning while older, how your world can come to life. Stuck in silence as life moves on, time keeps moving as you struggle to keep hope on. The alarm rings twice as you forget the time and place, now starting your day weak as you come to terms with your mind displaced.

Unknown to joy, misery enjoys company. Thrashed and scattered a new force enters your domain. Curious and open you proceed with caution only to find it’s not yours for the taking. Night after night the nightmares began, pushed aside like a used can.

Primal Intruder

Threatened of peace because nothing is safe. Beguiled by beauty annoyed in my space. Thought of the positive to be added new, now what I see, is someone’s potential new boo. There goes the time to be spent and had, hangouts be limited because priorities are ironclad. Like a new toy that you’re unable to play with. Someone got him, so you cant use him.

Go and play nice so they won't see, the pain of replacement its come to be. Sharing the love and feeling that care, opportunities that could have happened with the roar of the bear. Break into silence with no way home, trying to figure out why the mind was lost all along.

Pain in the brain that slowly goes insane, not unknown to this place stuck looking at their face. Regardless of the welcome that I no longer have, taking the time to hold in the anger with no running gag.

Lonely

Player 2 actions that keep the faith, desired moments that will not come today. Specialist powers that come with no warning, keep waking up to sorrow and fibbing. Territory exposed with no way to defend, have to protect what is yours while saying goodbye to this trend. Lying in wait for the moments to pass, keep moving forward, and not think of the past. Secrets shared with no reason to sleep, anxiety strikes while the family goes deep. One-sided battle from all different sides, accept the lonely and your dark side.

Time to adapt and embrace this new being, can’t stay too focused or I’ll start bleeding. Doing the most to keep things protected, be more vulnerable, or fight being rejected. Become friends to make things casual, yet no connection because I can’t buy a vowel. Accept this now to show no fear, emotions held back, because my space isn’t cleared.