A death valley of some sort

Somewhere between lonely and being smothered
feeling so claustrophobic in warm comfortable covers
invisible from the world kept safe by your bed
but she cant help from the storm that's in your head
have no idea what I want or what I need
just know I'm unsatisfied
finding the source of this despair
is like trying to find a needle in a haystack but I'm already there
if you find yourself in that barn
just look to your right you will see a crumpled girl in the hay

completely unbearable to be around so don’t try
sometimes the best thing you can do is let her cry
then wipe away the tears with a clump of straw
you cant be sure tho that its her that you saw
because that barn is jammed pack with
kids scared to move in case they crack
so they rock back and forth

completely unaware that anyone else is there
and when they accidentally touch elbows they
instinctively assume that its a prod to get their act together
they forget why they entered the barn in the first place
to escape the weather.

and if just one would lift up their head they would see that now instead
the sky is blue
so theres need for them to be too
but no one moves they all just keep rocking back and forth
stuck in a rut
a death valley of some sort.

I have been there some days
chocked back tears with hay
but some have been there for years
surrounded by allies
and at night occasionally firefly
but they cant notice
wouldn’t recognise themselves even by reading this
because these children don’t live in a barn they are being held in mothers arms
eating school lunches with their friends
but unlike them they wish more than just the day would come to an end.