flaming ennui

I'm trapped in me Ensnared in what I am and have been I attempt to flee But duressed to battle collision of my own being I want to be free from my mind Without having to make myself sane again from focusing on these myriads I try to be kind To keep from slowly taking and quickly taking in maraud She looked at me like I was psychotic Asking me what made me like this and why I ran screaming I couldn't explain that I was detached from the realistic That all of this was with and without meaning