We search for an escape.
A way to remove the words.
They just barge in
And then we break.

It's as if their infinite
And wait for the moment were happy
To force them upon us

It seems to fade,
But then comes back stronger.
I guess it's just easier to except it

It's as if it grabs us
And forces us into the darkest holes.
It takes our breath
And makes us shake.

We want to quit,
As confusion and dark impressions
Enclose on us.

We close our eyes,
To find an escape.
Everything seems to go still.

Relief washed over.
The darkness fades.

We have to learn to face it,
Because the truth is,
It never goes away.

-hannah