the yelling

i don't understand why my friends stick around
is it the sound

of my cries that worry them
i am condemned

to the yelling in my head
maybe they think im soon to be dead

id worry about that too, honestly
this is not an odyssey

my journey
is stormy

but there is no rest
this is not a test

my will to fight ran away from me
but as for me, i cannot flee

my feet are frozen
my mind is broken

the rope in my closet
taunts me, and im being honest

here,

just please leave me be,
now its just adolf and me.