There’s a feeling I know.

It feels like

everything is crumbling around you or like

walls are closing in and there’s no room to breathe or like

no matter what you do nothing is right and it’s scary.

It’s terrifying to feel that way and it’s unspeakably sad to know

that people won’t help

or they don’t

or they can’t

or… something

and it just doesn’t end.

I’m sure there’s a way to conquer it.

Somewhere out there, there’s an answer,

and sometimes I think I’ve found it

and sometimes I think it’s lifetimes away

and sometimes I think it doesn’t exist at all.

But it’s out there.

I know there are people like me out there too.

They feel the same.

Broken

shells of normal people, going through the motions

one foot in front of the other

I’m fine nothing’s wrong

but inside that façade is somebody who’s terrified anguished lost

doesn’t know what to do

and would give absolutely anything to just

r e l a x

and I would give anything to let them.

To somehow take all the terror away—

everything’s all right, you don’t have to be broken anymore.

I wish with all my heart that I could help those of us

who hold back tears and panic and inner demons and voices and

everything else you can imagine

on a daily basis

and to let them know that they can find peace.

But somehow, I can’t.

It would be easier if I could find a little peace myself.