Wordless (Read Worthless) Brain

The tickle in my head
The action of the hand
And now I am all set again
Down the slope I roll
With no courage to see my own self
I drown myself in silence
As I retaliate with a defense
I cry to myself
That I allowed the bug to bite
I keep a fake smile on
So that no one notices a me in mine
I sit and I sleep
I lose on my appetite
My restlessness terribly growing
Not knowing I am way too wrong
I find it hard to accept
That my action was the undo-able
I fake a mask as I want
To escape from Earth's gravity
I feel like tearing everything apart
I feel like a combustion inside of me
A fight has dwelled because of my actions
And I have no words to scream
I am all down and dusted
And I wish I had not allowed
The tickle to grow
What do I do now?
Where should I go?
I want things to place in normalcy
As soon as they can
But I have done the evil
But again "How can I be wrong?"
I ask this question to myself
And go back in shell
A tough circle to come out of
I really want to care

- Nirmohi