I got people in my life who don’t know how bad I got it <br />Not that its there fault I don’t go on about it <br />Coz lets be honest at the end of the day <br />Speaking about it wont stop it wont take it away <br /> <br />I mean for the first time in years <br />My eyes nearly had tears <br />Not that anyone’s ears will hear my fears <br />No, there in my head using shears <br />Cutting me to pieces and anything I hold dear <br /> <br />And as I write this mere sliver I can feel my lip quiver <br />A sign I’m being too honest and its time for me to wither <br />My anxiety wants me to dither and quickly come hither <br />Constantly trying to cross me but I’m too strong of a river <br /> <br />Well a powerful stream at least to some a ferocious beast <br />North south west and east s*** arrives never calling a cease <br />I ask myself over and over, when will I find my peace? <br />So what I use as my release don’t concern you I've heard the speech<br /><br />Kaspa Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/release-into-peace/
