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Undiagnosed Mental Illness
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And the pain gets unbearable
The hatred irrational
Locked away in a closet of the mind
And you cannot understand
It festers like an open wound
Doubt and Ridicule, Blame and ignorance
The laughing face becomes a mask
When laughter dries up and only emptiness remains
Search for love that is not there
Make it Stop
Make it end
Make it go away
You cannot
And the cycle begins again
Focus degrades
Walls come up
Emotion and Chaos become your world
Logic a passenger in the luggage deck of a plane bound for disaster.
You want to do this
You want to make them proud
but
You can't
And it hurts
It feels like your own mind conspiring against you
It won't leave you alone
No voices
Never Voices
But feelings
And it still won't go away
Lucidity becomes a curse
Why should you want to know how it could be
How it should be
And Hope becomes a poison
When no one listens and no one bothers
The walls begins to form
Dreams become a refuge
A fortress you store yourself within
And emptiness a haven
Suddenly your fortress cannot keep them out
But it does keep You in
There is no hope
Addiction in the void
Manufactured emotion
Words a Narcotic
When nobody cares
And an impression becomes a reality
you realize
suddenly
sadly
inexplicably
That Death is now an option
To make it end
To make it stop
Because if you cannot fill the void
Become it.
The hatred irrational
Locked away in a closet of the mind
And you cannot understand
It festers like an open wound
Doubt and Ridicule, Blame and ignorance
The laughing face becomes a mask
When laughter dries up and only emptiness remains
Search for love that is not there
Make it Stop
Make it end
Make it go away
You cannot
And the cycle begins again
Focus degrades
Walls come up
Emotion and Chaos become your world
Logic a passenger in the luggage deck of a plane bound for disaster.
You want to do this
You want to make them proud
but
You can't
And it hurts
It feels like your own mind conspiring against you
It won't leave you alone
No voices
Never Voices
But feelings
And it still won't go away
Lucidity becomes a curse
Why should you want to know how it could be
How it should be
And Hope becomes a poison
When no one listens and no one bothers
The walls begins to form
Dreams become a refuge
A fortress you store yourself within
And emptiness a haven
Suddenly your fortress cannot keep them out
But it does keep You in
There is no hope
Addiction in the void
Manufactured emotion
Words a Narcotic
When nobody cares
And an impression becomes a reality
you realize
suddenly
sadly
inexplicably
That Death is now an option
To make it end
To make it stop
Because if you cannot fill the void
Become it.
I was angry and Depressed a couple of weeks ago and this just flowed. I had thought of deleting it but it was to......right. I guess.
yeah it's antsy as hell.
yeah it's antsy as hell.
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I sometimes feel this way... things going on. I feel bad saying that, though, because I've been through nothing compared to you. Don't follow through.