Phychologically damaged

Temptations accompanied by dreams and lux haunted by the past , present and future like tell us about yourself in vice versa I was lost in a state of selfishness but for I endured for so long, pain that ought never gone, walls of defence that are formed to shield us from pain that was caused by the same person who called me weird

For I'm a victim of all the circumstances that were , was and has been
Concrete jungles formed in our minds tangled vines that they call loose screws
there is a thin line between sanity and saranity only if you could let me spread my wings and take of
On my own pace

For space and time is interwoven together to bring destiny and dicisions at one destination
If only I was sane enough to even write something I understood but thought u relate this is not a poem but cry for help from a tortured soul trying to rise from the ashes
We live in a complicated world or am I the complication that is to be undone the error or era that promises great things ahead