Shout
as much
as you
want
Loudly
bang
your
drum
For I
won’t be
joining
in
I’m
far too
fucking
numb
The Double Bed
It’s been so quiet
Since you left
All I hear
Is my own breath
As I lie here alone
And wait for death
Congratulations
Am I
supposed
to feel
something?Because
I don’tAm I
supposed
to thank
you?Because
I won’t
Robotic
Take
that
look
off
your
face
You
can
hardly
be
surprised
You
know
my heart
cannot
race
And
I’m
dead
behind
the
eyes
Outline In Chalk
Here
I lieDespite
my wealthMurdered
By my
mental
health
No Sharps Please
The
cut
on
my
wrist
Has
now
healed
As
I was
told
not
to
pick
it
The
delicate
skin
Is
now
sealed
So
I’ll
try
not
to
nick
it
Again
Going Over
And
then
it
hits
Like
a ton
of
bricks
And
I don’t
feel a
thing
Blackout
I
don’t
want
to feel
better
I
don’t
want
to feel
at all
Pros & Cons
Whatever
it is you
want
from me
I just
don’t
have it
to give
As I’m
focusing
all of my
attention
On
finding
reasons
to live
Diminished
I used
to careI used
to worryNow I don’t
feel anythingIn a
hurry
Legless
Play that song
one more time
She
said
And pour me
another drink
I want to
feel something
She
said
And I don’t want
to have to think
Until The End
As the
silence
growsEver
louderI sit
and
wonderIs this
it now?
Tranquility
All is quiet
All is still
Thank fuck
For that glass of wine
And the extra pill
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
NUMB
I
didn’t
think
It
would
be
like
this
Whatever
this
is
Killing Time
Why do I
find the
wait so
hard?Is it
ego?Is it
pride?Or is it
because
I need you
to proveThat I’m not
completely
dead
inside?
Dwelling
Pain helps, momentarily.
It provides a fleeting relief.
Then the numbness returns.
And living inside this emotionless abyss, continues.
The Office
Momentory conversations
With temporary people
Sharing fleeting emotions
Providing non-permanent relief
‘I Have Nothing’
Whatever it is you expect,
I don’t have it to give.As
Whatever it is you want,
I lost it long ago.
The Delivery Man
You have no idea,
How much your sideways glance,
Hauls my weary heart,
Through yet another,
Lonely day…
For Me
Something has to give,
For me to find a reason to live.
Something has to change,
For me to avoid the firing range.
Something good has to come,
For me to choose not to succumb.
Something better has to start,
For me to stop tearing myself apart.
Some other story must be told,
For me to finally come in out of the cold.
Repeat
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Fuck up
Fuck up
Fuck up
Repeat
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 