You say you know me, but you have no clue what my dreams could show you...

Another day where the bed seems safer than the life I am about to encounter.
Terrified to move the blanket
It protects me from the crashing world.
Not wanting to put on the clothes
They don't fit (my personality).
Dependant on no one but the pharmacist.
And I think the pills make me more subdued
And crazier all at once.
Antimanic my ass.
I don't want to talk at all
Because the heartache and lonliness flow out of my mouth
Like floodgates releasing rain water after a storm.


"And darkness is fading in, and darkness is real..."

The Paper Clips Are In Place To Keep Me From Falling To Pieces

People acting like you have 3 heads is unnerving.

I'm sorry you feel I let you down.
I'm sorry you're upset that I am doing other things instead.
I just couldn't go through with the plans we had.
Time, Money, and Emotions all come into play.

I Want To Get Away...I Want To Fly Away....

I want to leave and never come back.
Take everything with me
Leave it all behind.

I feel like I'm losing hope in those who I had so much hope invested in.
When the ones you trust are the ones you need are the ones that begin to lack in compassion
Things become all turned around.

Run, Run, Runaway Run.
Maybe some day you'll find someone...

I find myself pulling away again.
I do this all the time.
I saturate myself with people and then just want to be alone.

I hope that by quitting eating things with faces,
I'll be able to stand looking at mine a little more.

Of Pretty Sights And Chandelier Skies

Every Day, The Face Is Different-
A Different Color, A Different Disguise.
But The Sadness Is Always Given Away
By The Black Rimmed Eyes-
Sometimes Glassy From Self Medication.
Everything They Look At,
Searching For Perfection.
Wide When In A Manic State,
Heavy When They Realize How Much
Is On Life's Plate.
The Color Painted Over Them
Changes By The Day.
But The Pale, Sad Green
Tells Everyone She's Not Okay.

theanswerswrittenonmyheart.
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