In My Head

Some journeys are simple. Some take you through twisted roads and out of the way paths. Choosing your direction can be difficult when you forget that you have the ability to turn around and take a different path…

here’s to turning around.


In My Head

You are the voice inside my yell.

An innocent angel trapped in Hell.

My inner demon stole my face.

Your reaction showed no trace.


A puddle of nothing on the floor.

The echoing of a silent roar.

Shattered glass found nothing there.

Whispered screams at no one here.


Make up covering bursts of rage.

A kitten in a tiger’s cage.

Emotional thirst that must be fed.

All this trapped inside my head.

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