Overactive mind

My mind shakes
Thoughts so dark 
The pains it aches 
Like A deadly spark 

Drives you insane 
Makes you think 
My illusional brain 
Scared to blink

Things that aren’t real 
This uncontrollable pain 
I can still feel 
Through every last grain 
Chipping away at the seal 

I do not speak of my thoughts 
There to hard to explain 
A mixture of all sorts 
Feels like standing in the rain 

How can anyone understand 
When I don’t myself 
I never know when it may land 
Like it’s waiting on a shelf