Discerning Thoughts

i. Overwhelmed;
Sitting in the corner of the room,
Listening to something my brain cannot discern.
I feel the tears fill my eyes
And my throat get stuck
Like a car in a traffic jam,
Horns blowing, people
Stepping outside, what's going on?
I don't know.

ii. Thoughts;
My thoughts
So scatt—
                   ered,
so brok—
en.
Please, I need
To think clearly,
Need to see the world
As it is,
For what it is.

iii. Small;
I feel so small
In comparison
To the huge,
Amazing,
Personalities
Which fill this place
And make
It what it is.

iv. Need;
I need love
Like a child
Needs it from their mother,
Like I need it from mine.
No one, it seems,
Can love me.
I'm unlovable,
Unapproachable,
Unforgivable.

v. Razor;
Blades hurt.
But they do much more then hurt;
They numb your brain,
Devoid of all its thoughts.
They allow you to experience
Physical pain; I am real, I can feel.
They are a comfort
To many,
Like me.