Can't seem to find closure.

I seem to hide behind my face.

The dark thoughts engulfing my brain in sorrow.

The fiery sun burns all my happiness away.

Everyday is a never ending battle with my mind,

battling the inevitable.

A part of me is kept in a box,

a box kept in a dark corner,

waiting for the right key to open,

people have tried opening it,but when it comes out.

it tries to run back in again.

Its just complicated.

'everbody just pretends.