Trees Forest” by Sebastian Unrau/ CC0 1.0

Category: Mental Illness

  • I Guess I Could Do Worse

    Hey
    How’s it going?

    Sorry to be annoying
    Just trying to fill a void

    It runs deep within me
    Don’t be annoyed

    If you felt this way
    I’d help you too
    But you don’t, it’s me
    I’m a big piece of poo

  • Unforgiving

    If moods are like the weather
    And my favourite weather is rain
    I hope it rains forever
    To keep away the pain

    The pain of living life
    Beats me down, hottest sun
    It’s truly unforgiving
    Please hand me a gun

  • Fear of Living

    So fragile and thin
    It’s buried within
    I’ll try to explain it
    But where to begin

    I first lost my mind
    When I was only a child
    It scared me, prepared me
    For a life of denial

    Denial of what?
    Stomach tied up in knots
    As I live full of fear
    Of eventual brain rot

    See I was never quite there
    And maybe life is unfair
    Still I’ll try, though I cry
    At my mind I still tear

  • Needles

    Fear can turn to anger
    I’ve seen this many times
    I know you only long to be free
    For your former life, you pine

    I’m so sorry that I did this to you
    I know it caused you pain
    Emotionally and physically
    And the trauma will remain

    It hurt me too, to go against your will
    The first time it shocked me, it haunts me still
    “I promise you it’s for the best”, in time we might see
    You are steadfast like a tree

    So after the storm, does the experience feel the same?
    When the calm has returned and you can smile again?
    I hope you can see it through a different lens
    As you begin to heal and mend

    Capacity was lost when you struggled the most
    I know it’s unfair, it was hell
    But remember this, precious neighbour
    You’ll have a story full of hope and better days, to tell

    You are amazing.

  • Confronting Feelings

    I eat to stop my feelings

    I eat to make them soar

    I eat too much and drink too much

    And end up on the floor

    I used to be so different 

    I used to have control

    I’m working on this, but substances

    Have truly taken their toll

    So see me in the future 

    What does the future hold?

    I can beat it if I can feel it

    Or so that’s what I’m told

  • Ripped At The Seams

    He put a hole in my heart
    I put a hole in my hand
    Life put a hole in my head
    For which I never planned


    It struck me down in my youth
    Can fix a hole in a wall
    Or a hole in a tooth
    But sanity falls like a neck through a noose


    So catch it you say
    It can’t be that hard
    Just put out your hands
    Try to catch the shards


    I’ve tried that and tried
    It’s harder than it seems
    It appears that you lied
    My mind’s ripped at the seams

  • The Game

    Psychotic brain
    In my dreams again
    Took the pills, near-death thrills
    What does this mean again?


    Neurotic brain
    When awake always the same
    Anxious mind, peace to find
    What’s this fucked up game?


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