No it’s worst,
I’m worst,
Not strong,
Weak,
Not pretty,
Average,
Not depressed or sad or whatever, no,
I’m mad, yes crazy,
The voices are back again.
Insanity
I told you I wouldn’t have,
Told you I wasn’t okay,
But you said it was all a Phase.
You were wrong!
I wasn’t strong!
Insanity
I told you no,
But you said yes!
Told you I couldn’t,
You said I was the best!
You were wrong
I was right,
You lied to me!
You all did!
Because I can’t.
I didn’t do it.
I failed.
They won.
Stanza after stanza,
Expressing the pain, but you only smiled,
Ignoring the aim.
I bled and I cried, but you would only smile,
Lies after lies and it’s funny,
But I believed.
Insanity,
Vulnerability.
Can’t handle much more,
These feels are overwhelming,
Please make it stop,
All the pain and misery,
I’m having bad thoughts again,
Weird illusions my friends…….
Have too much to say,
Feel the need to release the pain.
Need a safe place to hide,
The crazy thing is,
In my heart is where it resides,
Where subconsciously I lie to myself,
Saying things like, “It will be alright.”
Does that even make any sense?
Insanity
