Paralyzed

The anger, the pressure! You're choking down your words again, feel the nerves set in. Unspoken frustration! They see right through you, paper thin like the ghost within. A heart that feels no pain, addicted to the game. Breaking beneath the strain, I am paralyzed. The stare of a stranger is like a wound that bleeds again, silent as the dead. The victim, the martyr! like Daniel in the Lion's Den, time and time again. A heart that feels no pain, addicted to the game. Breaking beneath the strain, I am paralyzed. I am paralyzed! A heart that feels no pain, addicted to the game. Relentless mental drain, what do you stand to gain? Viewing life through such a narrow, fractured lens will ensure you end up on the losing end, breaking beneath the strain. I am paralyzed...