Myself through the glass

As my mind spirals out of control
Taking every poisoned breath inhaled
I can't seem to let go
Thoughts racing through my blood as if this is the ultimate race
No time to stop
No breaks in between
Already broken at the seam
Having no sense of direction
Full of blind expectation
Wanting more but accepting less
My hands are too small to hold
These images my eyes want to unfold
Only tears capable of dripping through
Coloring my heart not red but blue
Blue and frozen from the fear of tomorrow
Hoping that there will be no more sorrow
But my eyes cannot hide
The pain left inside
From yesterday's memory
Leaving me to believe there is more to my story
Because there is...