I shut my eyes, I don’t want to see.

I try to block out all of the crazy.

Turn off the lights, lock the door.

Curled in a ball sitting alone on the floor.

Here she goes again, completely gone mad.

My tears begin to flow down my face, anxiety gets bad.

I can’t understand what goes on in her brain.

All I know is her crazy drives me insane.

Close my eyes, toss and turn in the bed.

So many questions being asked in my head.

“what does she mean? What is she saying?”

I’ve searched for the answers, spent most my childhood praying.

No answers have been found, I keep my eyes shut.

The twisting and turning begins in my gut.

She ignores my cries, pushes past my screams.

My best escape hides away in my dreams.

Cabinets filled with pills after pills.

Debt building up from the hospital bills.

disconnected from reality.

She’s tells me to “open my eyes” but I refuse to believe her mortality.