04-16-2013, 02:13 AM
It's a scary thing
It comes around when the birds
No longer sing
It eats you up
And spits you out
You're stuck in a happiness drought
Is this madness?
Or is this just sadness?
All you know is
There's no escaping, this endless cycle
Sad or mad one minute,
Then suicidal.
Your thoughts are twisted
You persisted
At just trying to be okay.
That's not enough, you're alone
At home
With the monsters in your head
These demons are no longer under the bed
But somewhere far more unkind
They now live in your mind.
You only need a moment of peace
But they never cease
Taunting, torturing you
You can no longer sleep
You just lay in a small
Pathetic heap.
Scrunched up, hiding
Like the wrong stanza that
You could never get rhyming.
No one knows
You cut to leave the doze,
The doze of fear and loneliness.
You watch as your blood runs
Your thoughts are all speaking in tongues
Such a confused mess.
The blood never stops
That could of been a vein that you popped
Your life ends before the pain does.
The emotional strain
That evolved so rapidly
Into physical pain.
It still hurts everyone
You were loved
You now notice it, from above
Your mum is experiencing the same pain
And your dad is just coping with your strain
They can't accept it, you left.
There's no coming back
Everyone is only just picking up your slack
Those demons
They now follow those you loved,
But not enough to stay
So now forever you'll lay
Still,
Motionless,
Finally emotionless.
It comes around when the birds
No longer sing
It eats you up
And spits you out
You're stuck in a happiness drought
Is this madness?
Or is this just sadness?
All you know is
There's no escaping, this endless cycle
Sad or mad one minute,
Then suicidal.
Your thoughts are twisted
You persisted
At just trying to be okay.
That's not enough, you're alone
At home
With the monsters in your head
These demons are no longer under the bed
But somewhere far more unkind
They now live in your mind.
You only need a moment of peace
But they never cease
Taunting, torturing you
You can no longer sleep
You just lay in a small
Pathetic heap.
Scrunched up, hiding
Like the wrong stanza that
You could never get rhyming.
No one knows
You cut to leave the doze,
The doze of fear and loneliness.
You watch as your blood runs
Your thoughts are all speaking in tongues
Such a confused mess.
The blood never stops
That could of been a vein that you popped
Your life ends before the pain does.
The emotional strain
That evolved so rapidly
Into physical pain.
It still hurts everyone
You were loved
You now notice it, from above
Your mum is experiencing the same pain
And your dad is just coping with your strain
They can't accept it, you left.
There's no coming back
Everyone is only just picking up your slack
Those demons
They now follow those you loved,
But not enough to stay
So now forever you'll lay
Still,
Motionless,
Finally emotionless.

