Why does almost everyone let me down?
I might as well not exist at all.
I give everything, but am disposable.
How can people just watch me fall?
How can they be so cruel?
I am going through the motions now.
I do not
exist at all.
Saturday, 25 April 2015
Friday, 24 April 2015
"Reality Deleted and Blocked"
Sadness overwhelms me:
feel empty, lonely,
broken inside.
There is nowhere to hide
from their lies,
and I realise
that nothing is real.
That's how I feel.
At the end of the day, it's just me,
and I'm free
to be abandoned - alone.
I see people as friends, and they
simply see me as
a Facebook profile.
feel empty, lonely,
broken inside.
There is nowhere to hide
from their lies,
and I realise
that nothing is real.
That's how I feel.
At the end of the day, it's just me,
and I'm free
to be abandoned - alone.
I see people as friends, and they
simply see me as
a Facebook profile.
Thursday, 23 April 2015
"Colourful Chaos"
The colours came back
so suddenly, all
screaming at her for attention.
She tried to follow each
light, one by one,
but they blinded her,
overwhelmed her.
Panic froze her fragile mind,
until finally, she broke down and cried
yet again - but this time,
from frustration and
not knowing where to start.
so suddenly, all
screaming at her for attention.
She tried to follow each
light, one by one,
but they blinded her,
overwhelmed her.
Panic froze her fragile mind,
until finally, she broke down and cried
yet again - but this time,
from frustration and
not knowing where to start.
Tuesday, 21 April 2015
"Colourless Void"
barely functioning
existing in her colourless void
empty inside
volatile
drowning
dying
crying
access to happiness - duly denied
isolated
faking "okay-ness" online
hating herself
and her so-called "life"
no place to hide
nothing left
beyond greyscale and black
here
it is colourless
a colourless void
existing in her colourless void
empty inside
volatile
drowning
dying
crying
access to happiness - duly denied
isolated
faking "okay-ness" online
hating herself
and her so-called "life"
no place to hide
nothing left
beyond greyscale and black
here
it is colourless
a colourless void
Sunday, 19 April 2015
"Delusions End"
Let the darkness take me.
I cannot fight it any more.
I don't know how to just hold on.
Where is everyone
who claims to "care"?
When you need them most,
no-one is there.
Delusions end here.
I cannot fight it any more.
I don't know how to just hold on.
Where is everyone
who claims to "care"?
When you need them most,
no-one is there.
Delusions end here.
Wednesday, 8 April 2015
"Goodbye to Dreams"
When your heart and mind
explode with pain,
and it's surely time
to walk away -
when you close that door,
do you ensure
that it's double-locked -
or do you leave it ajar?
My dreams are dying. Let them go.
Night closes in.
I will never win.
explode with pain,
and it's surely time
to walk away -
when you close that door,
do you ensure
that it's double-locked -
or do you leave it ajar?
My dreams are dying. Let them go.
Night closes in.
I will never win.
Monday, 6 April 2015
"Not Worth Saving"
There is a switch
inside my head.
This makes no sense.
Almost okay - almost at peace -
and then, in a moment -
despair,
beyond reason.
They tell us to reach out,
if we ever experience
suicidal thoughts.
Yet, when we do -
they refuse to believe us.
We are left feeling
invalidated,
broken,
routinely ignored -
not part of the
psychiatric system's "elite" -
those who are considered
"worth saving".
inside my head.
This makes no sense.
Almost okay - almost at peace -
and then, in a moment -
despair,
beyond reason.
They tell us to reach out,
if we ever experience
suicidal thoughts.
Yet, when we do -
they refuse to believe us.
We are left feeling
invalidated,
broken,
routinely ignored -
not part of the
psychiatric system's "elite" -
those who are considered
"worth saving".
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