Can you share anything you've written with me?

"Oh Well" (C.O. 14.10.2020)

I've been holding my tongue for what feels like months
and if I don't let go, it might explode
Then I'd be weaponless;
there goes by best defense.
No sacred powers;
just more hours to try and keep my brain at bay.

It's so contained,
yet easily dismayed.
It's exhausting,
and I'm over this and done,
but this train's still running off the rails-
oh well.

Here's all my feelings enclosed:
just rip that envelope,
and read the letter before you burn it all.
Then close your bedroom door;
I can't watch anymore.
You're losing sight of all the things
that made your life worth living.

You're so contained,
and so battered and frayed.
Just exhausted,
and you're over this and done.
They swore it'd be so much fun-
oh well.

I'm so afraid,
and always too restrained.
I'm exhausted,
and I hope I make it home.
This feels like a neverending hell-
oh well.