This poem is about being consumed from the thoughts you are having.
The walls are burning into a pile of words that consumed me,
Taking me everything I owned right from the moment I collapsed.
I was feeling like a thunderstorm that would be carried across my head,
The tears were also creating a waterfall of the unhappiness I had craved.
I felt the pressure on my body,
The weight was too hard to bare.
I tried to dance to shake off the memories I had stuck in my mind,
But the demons came and stole my strength.
The words yet again unraveled into a pile of lost hopes and dreams,
But washed away but turned even worse like a nightmare creeping up on me.
I was too fragile to understand the process that I was having,
I felt it was right to feel this way but it was not.
I never wanted any of this,
The pain was just too much.
How could I live when the aches and pains are too much to handle?