Can I Or Will I

No one is going to step in and save me
There is just me me and my emotionality
Its unsafe i m afraid i m alone
An isolated king here on his pyrrhic throne

Sitting here too close to discomfort too close to fear
My past my present uncomfortably too near
A child stands in my mind
To his anxiety abject he is completely confined

I m afraid why wont it stop
I m here look has everyone forgot
Words of comfort are too little too late
A psyche has been damaged dictating an emotional fate

Honesty with myself has been a long time coming
Deep down i m afraid of everything
Now confounded in a prolonged pause
Its ok digesting significant insight the cause

Its my time to work this out
Its not about blame its about releasing myself from acute self doubt
No longer can i or will i sit in this repression
No longer can i or will i exist caged in functional depression

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