My mind is like a messy room,

Thoughts and ideas scattered on the floor.

Words carved into the walls.

And trauma stuffed haphazardly into the drawers.

My mind is like a messy room,

With blankets covering the windows.

And deadbolts put on the door,

So nobody knows.

My mind is like a messy room,

With a bed piled with all my mistakes,

Never emptying enough to ever let me sleep.

I try to clean this messy room,

But the task is too much to bear.

And when I try to ask for help there's never anyone there.