InsanityThe sky is purpleThe sea is redMy dog is a dragonMy brother a demonA creature perchesOn my shoulderAnd whispersEvil deedsHe tells me to dump the oilAnd light the matchCut the ropeAnd watch the chandelier dropBlood seeps from the wallsScreams echo in the darkThe moon calls to meIn a sweet lullabyOf insanity
feyThe wind whispers to mein hushed tonesThe trees rustleand tell me their talesThe sunlight fills mewith warmth and wonderThe shadows reach for mecraving lust and destructionThe sea sharesits sorrows with meThis is who i am, feyMy world, that of Faerie
Faeriethe windin my haircool waterlapping againstmy bare feetthe warmthof the suncaressing my skinthis is my worldthe world ofFaeriewill you come awaywith me?will you be myother half?balance my worldbe the calm againstthe stormthe moonlighti revel inthe fire thatkeeps the dark at baymy love,come with meto Faerie
Mine?I ask forForeverAnd You sayYou willAlwaysBe thereButThe distanceScares meThe timeUnravels meWhen we areTogether againWill you stillBe mine?
My WorldWhen I'm with youEverything fades awayYou make me feel aliveI want you all the timeWhen you're goneI feel emptyColdLostDeadBut, when I'm with youThe world comes aliveThe colors are brighterThe sounds clearerThe tastes sweeterYou are my strengthMy stability, my everythingYou are my world
melt downmy lifetornmy heartshatteredmy head isa mess ofconfusioni don't knowwhat to docan you tell mewhat to doim in themiddle ofa mentalbreak downoh yesim havinga melt down
RELIEFThe biteof thebladeThe stingof thepainThe flowof thebloodreliefsosweet
ESCAPElostin amaze ofinsanityrunningthroughempty roomsand burningforestssearchingalwayssearchingfor anescape
Deathyou haunt meyou follow methe tormentof my dreamsand my lifeyou take awayeverythingi loveand fillthe voidleft behindwith despairi don'tunderstandwhy youspare mewhile takingthem awayyou aremy tormentand my end
School, Tests, and All The RestI'm not smart enough for this.I have no answer for this question.The more I search my brain,The more I feel inadequate.I cannot fathom the correct answer.Didn't I study this for hours?Why is your intellect basedOn such trivial things?Apparently, I am not as smart as I thought.Why don't I know what to write?This test is a nightmare.Why can't I get this right?The only thing about me I was proud ofHas now vanishedBecause my textbook knowledgeWasn't up to par.
Letters to all the people I have kissedi. RobI expected a knight in shining armour but you werejust a boy, just a boy.ii. Jonnyyou flirted and you teased and you kissed meat midnight on new year’s eve and set the tonefor that whole god-forsaken year.iii. ThomasI could taste lies on your tongue and doubt in your fingers;you said you were a taurus but you were gemini all over.iv. Liamfriends shouldn’t kiss in the kitchen andfriends shouldn’t drink gin together andfriends shouldn’t cry, drunk on misery, andfriends shouldn’t break another friend’s heart andI’m still sorry.v. PeteI expected just a boy but you werea knight in shining armour, silver to the prettyivory teeth, who was looking for a damsel and foundonly don quixote, tilting at windmills and refusingto be saved.vi. Helenwe were drunk and you were more beautifulunder the harsh car park lights than I had noticed beforeand you were mid-sentence and I was mid-hiccup andwe still laugh about it now.vii. Na
Dear MeDear me, I know we've had disagreementsAnd that we don't always see eye to eye,But the last thing I want for youIs to feel like you have to say goodbye.Dear me, I know you've been hurting a whileAnd I know that you're sick of the misery,But just keep holding on a day at a timeAnd someday you'll find yourself set free.Dear me, I know you've been crying.I've seen your demons give chase.Smile instead for things will get better.Wipe those tears off your pretty face.Dear me, I know your heart is breaking,Like your being is shattered in two,But please, don't give up just yet.The survival rate is too few.Dear me, I see that you're struggling,That you feel like you're on the brink.But keep pushing forward, keep fighting.You're much stronger than you think.Dear me, I feel so proud of you.You've made it out alive.You're happy now with all you've gained.You've reached all for which you did strive.
HopeWhen no one else ever seemed to notice me,You were the first to say "hello".And you did so with beaming joy.When I felt so outcast and alone from the world,You were the one who sat by my side.And listened with an open heart.When no one else would acknowledge my very existence,You were the one to reach out and bare your soul to me.And you made me feel like somebody.When I thought of so many reasons to die...You became my reason to live...And I will never forget that.
god is lovei want to scream god is love. i want to hide god is love i want to cry god is love i want to give up god is love i want to fight. god is love. i want to hate. god is love i want to die. god is love i want to disappear but god is love. i want to cry god is love. never give up dear friends for we are not alone for god is love dear friend reverse thinking for inspiration . it does not matter which religion you are. we are his children there is light in the darkness donnot give up
last nightfor oncei slept the night right throughfilled with dreamsnot one with you,still,i think of you nowit's trueevery single momentyou cut my mind...in two
Soldier BoyOne day he came home,A man given freedom.He looked in the mirror,And liked what he saw...The days wore on,And he lived his life.Morning PT was a distant memory,So too were the shouts of a Sergeant.Training came thrice at first,Then twice, then once,Then none...The days wore on...And life became harder,Sacrifices were made.He looked in the mirror one day,And didn't like what he saw.Not anymore...Not the pot-bellied man working for a few scraps.Nor the slovenly fellow who'd forgotten how to clean his kit.He earned his freedom, but he had lost what he respected...And the days wore on...And so he went out running, one fateful day,His lungs burning with every breath.Yet despite the pain inside his chest, He resolved the soldier, would return to his best."You've been gone a long time Corporal Chen, what say we go once more around the yard!"-Word of Chen, One-shot, 24 February
This Is SchizophreniaI feel like I'm talking to myself,and not in the humorous way,not like the, I'm “going” insane waybecause I am Insane.I'm insane in the sense that I can hearthings that aren't necessarily there,things that burrow their little bodiesinside of my ears.And insane in the way I see things, things thatyou can't see. And trust me it'snothing to “feel” special about, not a magic act,not a special power that I harness.This is schizophrenia.This is a delusion so real and “natural”that you can't tell whether it's imaginationor something unnaturalThis is a nightmare that never goes away,that a pinch to the arm only angers morethan medications that are supposed to stopthe mental sores.These are arms so red and angry,because pinching doesn't work,but you pinch and pinch and pinchin order to maintain some sort of normality.And these next few lines are not todote down on Christians, becauseI'm one of you. Just God'sforsaken child, I
vogue is full of contusions it's fashion weekan d it smells of addictiona n d lust, of fur coats,swe e/at, and dust. silence and tongues encapsulate memorieslike a coffinand th r oatsare amnesiacs. curdle nightmaresand hurdle puddles of your past and give them to please let me soak it in my abdomenand thrust against my hips until knees buckleand we crumble togetherrome is fallingi am failing you are lyingbut we are fuckingdyingor maybe fucking dying or tucking cryingin the holster of these paper cuts and lists thattell us who we gotta be or gonna seein the afterlife of
Hopedarkso darki runand irunwhere isthe lightthe wallsare closing inhopelessand alonein thedarka smilein thenighta warmthin thecoldyour handheld outto memyshininghope