Mind Trigger

Personal battle with “the voice” inside

A trigger isn’t the thing on the gun
Not for me in my life anyway
It’s the thing that sets me to run
I used to be more tolerable and able to stay
Would bottle up all the emotion inside of me
I must have reached the limit in that bottle
Because now all I can do is get up and flee
So embarrassed am I to cause such a startle
Wondering how I can ever go back
The fear of showing my face
Thinking I will never get my life back on track
Feeling that I am just a huge disgrace
Wishing one day to wake up and see
The girl I used to be she has returned to me