In my head confusion is normalcy

In my head normalcy is non-existent

In my head my thoughts are engaged in permanent warfare

A battlefield bombarded with hopeless desires

A battlefield covered in carcasses of empty words

A battlefield who’s terrain is withered with a lifestyle of uncertainties

A battlefield that reeks of a disastrous reality

In my head I am constantly lost in meaningless thought

Thoughts that are bound for nothingness

Thoughts that paralyze a sentence in motion

Thoughts that silence a booming utopia

In my head solitude is a screaming banshee

A scream who’s voice reverberated through my veins

A scream who perpetuates eternal damnation

A scream that annihilates a weak voice yearning for change

In my head I’m alone though aching for comfort

Solitude that forces me into an alien universe

Where my comfort zone is shattered in a world where non-conformist are forced to do the unthinkable

Trying to escape an inevitable fate, solitude forces my social butterfly into extinction

In my head focus is a distant stranger

Haunting my psyche with thoughts of being unattainable

As I gaze at the stranger my face calmed with a blank expression and my eyes read emptiness and a staunch stare of contempt crosses my face

The object of my invisible affection barely glances in my direction