What? Pray tell

Hello all

As some of you know, I occasionally like writing stuff like poems, songs and other forms of creative writing, and whilst I was on my way to watch Lincoln at Kidderminster, I decided to a write a new one.

I've been thinking recently about how much I've changed in recent years and how it's not generally for the better, not to mention it's cost me a few friendships.

Please note this isn't a happy poem/song/thing.

What? Pray tell

Another day and another fucked up mess I have created for myself
It ends a bad week where my mind continued to create paranoid lies
They strike why my mind is vunerable, almost as if they've waited with perfect stealth.
And to you I don't want to say goodbye
But my mind goes strange places, places dark and dangerous
It's a shame that it was once such a powerful ally

I ask myself if I care too much
And I think that maybe the old me had to die
I guess I can't control my feelings
Putting on that brave face whilst internally I cry
And the only question running through my fucked up head is why.

I sit here blaming all by myself
Death and pain to all goes through my head
And there's no such thing as innocence in there
At times like this I think my sanity is dead
I remember when I used to be free
Days when my life wasn't in such disarray
A time when it actually felt good to be me

When did it all change?
Where has my mind gone on it's everlasting holiday?
I miss my days of my varied emotional range.

How I wish I could be young and free
What, pray tell, has happened to me?