Just when you think
It’s over
Just when you think
It’s done
The paranoia
Seeps back in
And toys with you
For fun
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Just when you think
It’s over
Just when you think
It’s done
The paranoia
Seeps back in
And toys with you
For fun
Whenever
You feel
Something might
Be amiss
Remember you can’t
Get hurt
By what doesn’t
Exist
Paranoia can be
Our best friend
As it often saves us
In the end
It’s only when
The meds kick in
That you realise
The truth
The only person
On that ward
Being fooled
Was you
Psych Ward 101
Just keep calm
Don’t let them see
They’ll leave you alone
If you just agree
(Originally Posted 22.01.2021)
It’s heartfelt
praise, but
I know
your ways.How uncomfortable
you are
to see,
just how
miserable I
can be.I’m sorry
I no
longer make
you smile.For that
you’ll need
to wait
a while.Until then,
just keep
telling me
I’ll make
it through.And I’ll
keep on
whispering
fuck you.(Originally Posted 10.05.2019)
Recent
events
have
taken
their
toll
On
my
body
and
my
mind
I
just
wish
I
could
go
back
to
when
I
didn’t
feel
so
sick
inside
I’m
going
back
to bed
It’s
not
worth
staying
awake
From
these
thoughts
in my
head
I need a
fucking
break
I
know
that
I
agreed
to
this
But
now
I
am
quite
scared
What
if
I’m
late
to
meet
you
Or
my
ability
to
talk
is
impaired?
What
about
if
you
realise
When
you
look
at
me up
close
That
I
really
am
quite
old
and
tired
And
the
thought
of
kissing
me
is gross?
I
know
you just
tolerate me
I can
tell by
the way
you smile
It’s
like you
are just
humouring me
The
way you
would
a child
I’m
feeling
quite
happy
today
Most
things
are
going
well
Surely
it’s
only a
matter
of time
Before
I’m sent
straight
back
to hell
Another
day spent
lying
in bedThoughts
racing
through
my headWondering
what it
was you
saidAnd all
the while
wishing
I was dead
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.
I let
myself
down
today
When I
let you
inside
my head
I wish I
could
just let
you go
And let
myself
enjoy life
instead
I already
know I’m
a piece
of shit
I don’t
need you
to remind
me of it
I already
know I’m
a bitter
old crone
I don’t need
you pointing
out that I’ll
forever be alone
I already
know my
cuts are
too deep
I don’t
need you
to watch
them weep
I already
know that
I’m dead
inside
I don’t need
you telling me
there’s nowhere
left to hide
I fear
I have
lent on
you once
too often,
and now
you are
as broken
as me.I should
never have
asked for
your help,
to be
honest,
as now
you’ll never
be free.
Perhaps we’d
have been
happier
as strangers,For never
having met.Perhaps we’d
have been
happier
as strangers,With nothing
to regret.
Maybe it would be for the best if I left
Just got the fuck out of here for good
Let's face it, I could
I have no responsibilities
I have no commitments
I have nothing
And it's not like anyone wants me to stay anyway
It’s killing me. This guilt. Every time I go out. I speak to someone and I feel guilty for laughing. I talk about you and I feel guilty for crying. I feel like every one is watching me, secretly whispering, and I feel guilty for being such an arrogant prick. I think everyone is judging me, pitying me and I feel guilty for not having more faith in people.
So I’m just going to stop going out. As it will finish me off eventually. This guilt.