What is Left...

I say the words that no one can comprehend
I run into my frustration that puts the conversation to an end
I tried this road before
It ends with a locked door
I have searched everywhere for the key
But no one speaks English but me

I scream for someone, somewhere to hear
But no one would save the demolished mirror
I am just the remains of what has shattered
Running around in this world, tattered
Looking around
How will I ever be found?

Unable to shake the feeling that something is wrong
Hide my worries and pretend to be strong
I can’t seem to do anything right
As I struggle with this internal fight
No wonder no one can hear my outcries
This whole world is filled with nothing but lies

This is my mind
The one place no one can find
No one will hear me if I cry
No one will see if I die
No one will know if I end up in hell
No one will know if I don’t tell

I could smile
But all the while
Be locked inside
The hell I call my mind
I could Laugh
Yet get scathed
By the shattered me

That’s left to be
Inside my head
Oh what a dread...
Looking at my necklace
I see where the key holds its place
It has been there the whole time

Rusting with grime
I take hold of it and
It crumples like sand
It’s been so long since I last tried to look
All I had to do was undo the simple hook
That was around my throat

Now it rests in my hands, there are no words to quote
This feeling of grief
There is no belief......
Now there truly is no way out of my mind
Now there truly is no way for someone to find
What is left of me......