Throne

I feel burdened and alone
amongst my unburdened throne
I feel right at home
Inside the pain that I have known
Sympathetically speaking
I need no sympathy
Just the voices to slow from the raging symphony
I dare my apathy
To become me
And allow me
To simply breathe
Inside a chest of chaos and bones
Its pretty low here
Perched on my throne
Colours allude me
Sound consumes me
I wish I was as strong as I am meant to be
I'm a different person
With this anxiety
Was it sent to frighten me
I have never been so scared
So ill prepared
All of this chaos in my head
Taking me literally by the throat
Every word note for note
This is no way to cope ..
Is it a sign from all my ghosts x
NatNat