burden...

i've let it out...
n now i'm absolutely nervous..
i dont know..

this month
no.. this week
has been plauged with
all this mental torture..
n i want to make a run for the door..
what's called bail..
but i'm crumbling
n worst still..
is i think i'm purposely keeping myself here
in this dreadful state of matters..
torn.. broken.. n taking it all in..
all puffy eyed and lost
with too many to turn too
i dont know where to look...