If Only I Could Tell You Poem by Guinevere Eveleigh

If i can only tell you
that nothing is alright at all
that i hear things inside my head
distracting me from the right and leading me towards the wrong
that paranoia follows me like a swarm of locusts
i need all eyes on me at all time
i can change and morph and blend like a chameleon
but the memories are a pack of thirsty beasts
hunting me and ripping my bones a strew in the middle of the night
sometimes i can forget like amnesia
but one fault just triggers a waterfall of destruction
i cannot forget forever but i cannot always recall
of what it is about that memory
that makes me want to end all animation of my existence