Insercurity

Insecurity takes control of my reality,
Twisting it into what hurts the most.

Words aren’t words anymore,
Like bone with no marrow,
Pointless and useless.

Doubt fills my lifeless limbs,
Which I’m forced to repeatedly move,

I’m here just occupying nowhere,
Drifting in and out of life,
Tormented by shards of broken hope dancing.

In the private, padded cells of my mind
Black ballooning begins to reverse on me,
While dark, narrow reflections distort truth

Because of these things
I am fire in the rain