Of Me

I sometimes feel as if something is chasing me. An immense fear overwhelms me and swallows my senses. It makes me feel alone and blind to why. I cover my face with my hands and I can hear the blood pumping through my veins with a resounding beat. A beat that burns into mind. Even though I speak I cannot hear myself. I feel empty and fragile. I suppose that is how I truly am. I'm tired of guessing why. I lose control over myself and it scares me. I want to be the master of my own destiny, but I fear that will never happen. I feel as if I am the only one who feels this way. I wish someone else could see inside of me. I want to express pure emotion but I am restrained by reality. I feel as if I am carrying around my true self in my mind. I know I am something special trapped in something plain. I desire the bare truth, I don't care what it does to me. I need to know more than what is given. I feel so alone in this world of billions. Doesn't anyone understand me?