"Take these pills and you'll be fine."
Antisycohtic drugs.
The voices will stop.
The paranoia will stop.
Insomnia will stop.
BULLSHIT!
I'm taking the pills,
but the voices are still talking,
and laughing very loudly.
I think I am worthless
and that everyone can see though me.
People just want to hurt me.
they always have and always will.
I can't sleep.
I can't think straight.
Too many voices,
they won't go away.
Chemical imbalance balance.
Ha!
This is me
and I'll never be able to change that.
&
Giving up
Now nothing seems even close to right.
The world looks so much darker,
Bright lights look dim.
The sun doesn't want to shine for me.
There's no reason for me to do anything.
Because I am going to lie here tossing and turning
While I try to fall asleep.
And the only thought that I will have
Is how much I dont want to wake up in the morning.
Seeing the sun shine bright each day,
Pretending to be OK,
While I smile at others
While I laugh with them.
It makes me want to stay in bed all day,
With the blinds shut tight
And the curtains pulled closed.
Not seeing the sun shine,
Not having to hide the pain.
So much is wrong and I can't find any right.
I can't take it anymore.
I just want to leave-
I need to get away.
I close my eyes tight,
Squeezing out these tears.
Hoping......
Maybe someday the aching in my heart will stop.
