The highs and lows
So fuck the life roller coaster. I want off.
Sickness isnt something you get it is a way of life.
Dark times seem to hang in the air. Creepy. A sense of doom. A lump in the center of you stomach. Weghing you down. Surgery wont fix that. Then what will? Are you going to die?
Bathe in your worst nightmares.
You long for something? A pain. Warm comforting. A conformation? Celebrate.
Talking isnt working.
Cloak your self. Take flight with your broken wings. Leave it behind. Only for a while. Something has left you some one new has entered. Strangers are in your body? Your mind? You are a prisoner of your own mistakes.
Rock Shake Scratch Claw. Nothing helps. the anxious feelings flood the walls. Paranoya is storming your gates. The ugly images in the mirror stare back at you they smile as they cry laugh as they scream. You will never be whole again.
Sickness isnt something you get it is a way of life.
Dark times seem to hang in the air. Creepy. A sense of doom. A lump in the center of you stomach. Weghing you down. Surgery wont fix that. Then what will? Are you going to die?
Bathe in your worst nightmares.
You long for something? A pain. Warm comforting. A conformation? Celebrate.
Talking isnt working.
Cloak your self. Take flight with your broken wings. Leave it behind. Only for a while. Something has left you some one new has entered. Strangers are in your body? Your mind? You are a prisoner of your own mistakes.
Rock Shake Scratch Claw. Nothing helps. the anxious feelings flood the walls. Paranoya is storming your gates. The ugly images in the mirror stare back at you they smile as they cry laugh as they scream. You will never be whole again.