Walkin’ down Main St, smoking a white owl.
Hidin’ in my thoughts, the demons on the prowl.
Terrified every time I see this scowl
They told me I’ll always be the target,
Don’t bother tryin’ to bargain,
Runnin’ through my mind,
But my feet can’t seem to find,
The safe path, every time
I escape, yeah he’s screamin’ in my face “I’ll be back,”
I just can’t relax, always under attack,
Every day is safe, every night the case is underway,
They tell me to say “fuck it,” it’ll stop if you open up your wrists,
Everything is suspect, checkin’ under my bed…
How do I get away, when these demons give chase
Nowhere is safe, question everything.
No place left to run,
Stay awake till the rising of the sun,
Starting at this blood, what the hell have I done?
I scream, but make no sound,
Blink then my hands and feet are bound,
Tearing at the shroud between me and reality, I try to stay strong
But these nights are so long,
The whispers in my ear, filling me with fear, Trying to see things clear,
The thoughts are filling up my head, what if I end up dead?
Scared of what they said,
The thoughts are here attacking everything I hold dear, got me afraid
To look in the mirror,
They’re gonna climb in through my window, I’m scared
To go outside, I can’t hide, now it begins, feeling bugs
All over my skin, and tentacles in my brain,
Am I really insane?
Or are they there, I’m scared, this isn’t fair,
I’m not prepared, to live this way, every night an
Tyler Alexander is currently a student at Clovis Community College in Clovis, NM. He lives in Melrose, NM. He is a 22-year-old potential poet. He enjoys music, video games, long drives, and food.