There is a
SNAP
inside me
some evenings
And the things that
Escape
Are dark and unbelieving.
And lately my voice -
Pessimistic, I'm sure.
I don't believe in love
Anymore.

(For now.)

And when I hear the
CRACK
it comes with a
sensation
of anger at hope
and a sense
of frustration
It drags my feet down
to the floor of the sea
where all of my monsters
Are waiting for me.

(To break.)

Sometimes there's a
BANG
as my mind's
Overloading
I feel all my progress
And happiness
eroding
A feeling of concern,
A moment of stress,
Placing my serenity
Under duress.

(In seconds.)

BUT, still, there's a
...whisper...
a kind voice
I hear
And it tells me
To let
My fears disappear
It tells me I'm fine
I'm doing alright.
I will handle the time
That shakes me tonight.

(Slowly.)