Chaos

Standing on this edge..

looking over the swirling grey mist

how do i find the way 

how do i shut the voices

so much noise

always feeling like i need to run..

get away and hide..

never knowing which way to turn.. 

Can you feel me shaking...

Can you hear me screaming?

where is a simple hand to hold me up...

who will help me to guide me through

always lost... waiting to be found.

Everyone around me yet still so alone.. 

who can hear me... 

Chaos my constant companion...