thoughts scattered like leaves

poem: thoughts are scattered like falling leaves crazy ideas seem to be begging to form into plans and it sounds so easy so sweet to give into the demands of those im not sure exist everythings just going through my mind too fast to keep up with im trying to use reasoning trying to ignore the images in my mind and theyre screams trying not to stare into the traumatizing vacant eyes of the Shadow I'm going to have to dry the tears and laugh and speak so normally in a few minutes but i cant seem to calm down my breathing flashes of the past and of the subconscious drain me while feeling the sensation something evil is near i cringe in pure fear and wish i wasnt here is it a ghost, a demon, or in my mind? the answer never seems clear, maybe i need more sleep, maybe what i see and hear you cant is actually reality but im the only one its shone to gotta force myself to quit panicing and get ready for work my chest really hurts but i have to suck it up try to catch my breath and hold on to what little strength I have left