The Prisoner in Me

I shut out all the outside noise

To live in tragic silence

Because the voices in my mind

Are louder than them all. 

Some cry, some shriek, others

Yell and shout

But almost all the time 

There is a deafening chaos

 I just can't seem to get out. 

I beg for quiet

To be left alone

But anxiety is my unwelcome guest. 

Along with him comes 

Fear and worry

And havoc in my veins create. 

I try to sleep 

For quieter dreams, 

But insomnia comes knocking by. 

And then no matter how hard I try

It's a wrestle, I have lost

Yet one more night. 

No one seems to realise

What loneliness can do

A pain that doesn't go away

Cramping hunger too. 

Loneliness? for what and why? 

It's an empty soul

But a restless mind. 

Turn away from the darkness

Look towards the light 

They empathize (do they really?)

And to me say. 

The darkness ain't the problem 

You see

It's me being afraid of the light. 

I hate being part of others

Show and tell

Their lessons I cringe at being. 

When bystanders, do they all remain?

My problems 

Left for me to deal. 

People! Oh you spiteful People 

Just you leave me be

For In my tragic silence

And noisy mind

Shall wake an eternal sleep.