Physically & Mentally: Introvert's Mind

Barely

Out of the front door I ran

Without any shoes on my feet

Leaving everything behind

So that my soul escapes defeat

I came face to face with my demons

And all I could do was retreat,

Slowly killing all the stress within my soul

Attempting to make all the pain disappear

But I don't believe in magic

My life has been anything but easy

Some events were tragic

But I made it out alive

A better life I I had to have it

Greetings from my mental.