My mind is screaming for this pain to stop.
You say I am cold, but I am burning up
Inside.
There is so much noise I'm surprised you can't hear.
It is creeping through my skin.
Dripping, with the sweat, from my hair.

How can I think of anything else?
The mind reels to this deafening pulse.
And I am near to breaking.
Thinking of taking the quickest way out,
And then you say I should stop;
That I must protect everyone else.

Spinning with the blows of a too cruel world,
Tumbling every time, I get hurt.
And I can't count anymore,
Because every hour it's the same story,
Different author.

And you are telling me that it's worth surviving.
And I am trying to make you see how I just can't manage
Another second.
Why can't you see what I'm fighting?
Am I so really and truly crazy,
Or so incapable of explaining.