Ghetto Head

Ghetto Head

I ask you to get naked emotionally and walk with me through a very scary place

My head is a ghetto filled with dark alleys and dungeons
Fear lurks around every corner
Monsters sleep under my bed
Waiting to strike out at me and take me away
The emotional wounds of a lifetime are all here in the darkness
Their scabs waiting to be picked and reopened never fully healed

It was not always this way I think
I am sure at one time it was pleasant
Although I don't recall when specifically
It appears to be a learned inadequate response to life
That I suffer from more or less or less and more
It depends on who is doing the driving I guess

It is not a place to linger for long
Danger lurks everywhere
Keep moving and whistle in the darkness
It keeps the monsters at bay, at least for a little while
Do not engage them in a wrestling match
Your life could be on the line

Who let them in you might ask?
Who knows? I reply
I wish they would leave though
They scare me so bad at times
They want to kill me I think
Then perhaps they will escape

I have tried to chase them but they return
Not unlike the problem Grizzly bears in Yellowstone
Undaunted, non phased, incorrigible and tenacious
Always finding their way back from where they were sent
Attracted by the garbage that filled their space
Perhaps the garbage that fills my head is the lure


It appears that they no more want to be here
Than I want them to stay
It may be a Mexican standoff situation
No truce in sight, no negotiations
Keep your guns on them as they do you
First one to sleep loses