Consumed

Consumed in thoughts,
Thoughts about
Life,
Death,
Choices,
And purposes.
These thoughts take over.
They hurt me mentally.
They make wet droplets fall from my face.
Why won't these thoughts go away?
I don't know what to do with them,
don't know how to process them.
I don't like this feeling,
don't like the oh so familiar salty water they produce.
Why can't I stop?
I NEED them to stop!!
In the night when I'm all alone
the thoughts turn me into this girl that's unknown to everyone but me.
Then the sun rises and i draw a smile on my sad, lonely face.
But the thoughts never leave.
They stay to scream in my head.
Sometimes I have to run and hide so people don't see the other side of me.
They can't see the other side!!