No one
sees
me as
anything
moreThan a
sad and
lonely
depressed
old boreA pathetic
waste of
space for
sureJust
another
nuisance
to ignore
The Asylum
I don’t
think
there’s
a way
out
I don’t
even
know
how I
got in
Perhaps
I should
just
scream
and shout
And
wait
for the
voices
to begin
The Pits
Darkness
swirls
inside
the pit of
emptiness
as it
screams
and
sprawls
around
me
Perhaps
I should
take
heart
now
that the
pit of
loneliness
is
behind
me
Happy Pills
I think
we’ll
increase
your dose,She
said,To stop
you
feeling so
morose.I’ll
easily
give it
a try,I
said,But I’m
pretty sure
the end
is nigh.
Business As Usual
After
enjoying a
carefree
weekend
awayBoth
sadness
and misery
resume
today
All Day Every Day
All
that
I am
Is all
that I
feel
And
I feel
nothing
The Blood Red Moon
Wide
awake
night
after
night
screaming
at the
ghostly
twilight
trying
with all
of my
might
to summon
the courage
to continue
the fight
The Gloom
Does it
follow meOr do I
chase itEither way
aroundIt’s still
pretty shit
All Bets Are Off
I’m not
scared
of youI’m
scared
of meNow
I’m
lostIn
this
insanity
Wonderland
It’s nice
to think
I matter
That what
I feel is
shared
But really
I’m as mad
as a hatter
Surely no one
else is this
impaired?
For Our Own Good
You never
see the
worst of
my illness
because
I hide it
from you
For you
to know
the truth
about me
would just
tear me
in two
So I’ll
paint
on a
smile and
pretend
that I’m
fine
For
doing so
protects
both
your
sanity
and mine
Down
I can’t
do anything
any more
All I do
is sit
and stare
Questioning
myself all
the time
Moaning
how life
isn’t fair
In truth
I actually
bore myself
So fuck
knows why
you care
Little Miss Pitiful
Too busy to stop,
Too bored to stay.
Too broken to fight,
For yet another day.
Prey
The
wolves
are on
their
hunt
againI can
hear
them
whine
and
howlThey
are
already
stalking
me I
knowAs
you’ve
told
them
where
to prowl
Acceptance
I
asked
the
doctor
When
will the
tablets
work?
When do
they take
away my
hurt?
Nothing
will
do that,
she said
Tablets
only
make it
easier to
get out
of bed
I
asked
the
doctor
Are
you
sure?
Won’t
you do
something
more?
There’s
nothing
else I
can do,
she said
You just
have to
accept
that he
is dead
Moods
Ups and downs,
Peaks and troughs,
But the darkness?
That never stops…
The Self Pity Party
So many nights I’ve cried,
Feeling dead inside,
Whilst wrestling with my neurosis.
I can’t help but discern,
Despite all your supposed care and concern,
That you haven’t even noticed.
Side Effects
If I
clench
my jaw,
anymore,
my teeth
will
crumble
to dust.
It’s so
unfair,
that for
my own
welfare,
these
tablets
are a must.
Eighteen Hours
It’s the time
between
waking up
and going
to sleep
that I’ve
always
found
the most
troublesome
The Sleeping Tablet
Thankfully,
tiredness
descends.
As upon
sleep,
sanity
depends.
Car Trouble
Nothing makes this better
Everything makes it worse
A body straining in first gear
And a mind stuck in reverse
Prescription For A Broken Heart
I took
the first
one this
morningThe rest
won’t be
as hard
to swallowSoon
my belly
will be
fullAnd I’ll
no longer
feel so
hollow
Hidden
There’s
so much
of meYou
never
seeSo many
things
I doThat are
hidden
from viewI know you
won’t believe
it’s trueBut it’s
my way of
protecting you
Forty Winks
Why do
I bother
coming
to bed
It’s not
like I
can
sleep
All I
do is
fucking
lie here
Overthinking
and
counting
sheep
Run Like The Wind
After
every
high
There is
the inevitable
low
And she’s coming
for me again,
I know
I feel her
getting closer
and closer each day
And this time
she’s going
to make me pay
Yes Sir, No Sir
Okay,
okay,
I accept
defeat.
I’ll get up,
get dressed,
drink tea,
eat.
I’ll take
the pills
you say
I need.
I’ll be a
good girl
like we
agreed.
Disneyland
So it’s
off to
the land
of no
return
Where
shadows
loom and
nightmares
burn
Where
evil
rules and
darkness
creeps
Where
lost souls
lurk and
happiness
sleeps
The Black Dog
When I heard
the black dog
barking outside
I knew I had
nowhere left
to hide
When I heard
the black dog
at my door
I knew I didn’t
have the strength
to fight anymore
Now I hear
the black dog
on my shoulder
All I feel
is relief
that it’s over
Sleep Is Futile
What’s the
point in
going to bed
With all
this shit
inside my head
It’s not
like I’ll be
allowed to rest
With this
sickness deep
inside my chest
Secret Anxiety
Sickness grows
Frustration shows
Conversation slows
But no one knows
Sham(e)
I got
bored of
this shit
a long
time agoThese
endless
tales of
sadness
and woeWith eyes
that burn
from the
tears that
flowI loathe
myself
more than
you’ll
ever know
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