Gone is the rain that pattered on my window
Window closed, hard to breathe.
Breathe shallow and fast
Fast heartbeat, memories of my past
Past events make me wanna fly away
Away seems okay, if you land where you want
Want to hear my dangerous thoughts?
Thoughts come and go, my window still closed.
Closed in by walls, why did I do this?
This is terrifying, get me out of here.
Here is where the walls start closing in
In my mind my thoughts are still racing
Racing time until these walls start to fade
Fade in and out, letting in the most trusted
Trusted people are rare to me
Me, myself, and I seem to be all that I need.
Need to be happy, does that make sense?
Sense is something all humans lack
Lack of trust, lack of care, lack of kindness
Kindness is something I haven't experienced much of
Of course, to anybody else my thoughts don't seem correct
Correct is something I haven't been in a long time
Time is running out
Out of my window the rain begins falling
Falling like my heart as I realize I am gone