Haven't really written anything in a while but managed to compose something today. It's a little rough around the edges but it's the best I can do, all things considered.
Might refine this at some point in the future, but, for now, here it is:
Might refine this at some point in the future, but, for now, here it is:
"Down"
Out of the blue, it hits.
The process takes days to complete
And there's nothing I can do but sit here
As I slowly fall apart piece by piece.
I'm Tired. So very tired.
Can't fall asleep; don't want to wake up.
Then crying. It always starts with the crying.
Headaches and nausea soon follow.
Staring blankly at nothing but empty space, I can't focus on anything.
What's wrong with me?
Make it stop.
Why do I feel like this?
Make it stop.
Why won't you help me?
Make it stop.
Make it stop.
Please?
I am tired of being tired.
I am tired of being sad.
I am so tired of just being.
I come to the realisation that, once again, I am not alright.
I am not OK.
I am not fine.
I am not normal.
I am not stable.
Emotionally fragmented, my thoughts consume me.
Cyclical emotions feed into my loneliness
As a constant stream of malicious thoughts fuel my emotions.
They eat away at my self worth.
They chip away at my happiness.
I begin to fall.
I fail at everything I try.
I'm no good.
It hurts inside.
Please, somebody,
Just
Make
It
Stop.
Out of the blue, it hits.
The process takes days to complete
And there's nothing I can do but sit here
As I slowly fall apart piece by piece.
I'm Tired. So very tired.
Can't fall asleep; don't want to wake up.
Then crying. It always starts with the crying.
Headaches and nausea soon follow.
Staring blankly at nothing but empty space, I can't focus on anything.
What's wrong with me?
Make it stop.
Why do I feel like this?
Make it stop.
Why won't you help me?
Make it stop.
Make it stop.
Please?
I am tired of being tired.
I am tired of being sad.
I am so tired of just being.
I come to the realisation that, once again, I am not alright.
I am not OK.
I am not fine.
I am not normal.
I am not stable.
Emotionally fragmented, my thoughts consume me.
Cyclical emotions feed into my loneliness
As a constant stream of malicious thoughts fuel my emotions.
They eat away at my self worth.
They chip away at my happiness.
I begin to fall.
I fail at everything I try.
I'm no good.
It hurts inside.
Please, somebody,
Just
Make
It
Stop.