Mental Illness, by Veracity Subscribe to rss feed for Veracity

Fright
Step, step
Breathe, they say, breathe
But you can't
The muscles are so tight
You can't move
Sweat runs down your forehand
Stomach heaves
Heart stops
And you think
That this is it
You're going to die
And you wait, wait
For an eternity
And you live
But in fear
Will It
Be back again?
It comes randomly
You never know
When you'll be There again
So you live day to day
Try to smile
Try to be happy
But no matter what
You're always crippled again
Huddled on the floor
Or slumped against the desk
Sweaty, trembling, ill
Why won't it go away?

Fly, Crash
Liquid happiness
Technicolor
The world moves at 300 MPH
Keep up with me,
Keep up!
The world is mine
I can fly, I can create
I talk fast
My mouth can't even catch up
I'm free
Then,
I fall down
Hit Earth hard
I fall into a deep dark pit
The Demons reach out
Sink their claws into me
Spew nasty words
You're ugly, worthless
Standing 5'1''
135 pounds
You need to die
I cry, cry so hard
No one hears
I want to die, so
I grab the bottle
Swallow lots of Xanax
I'll get better soon

Voices, Outside and Inside
The Voices are back again
They're telling me things
Don't take those pills
That's right, cheek them
They'll make you sick
No! Don't swallow! Cheek!
That's right...Good
And the rest of them
The Outside people
They're coming for me
Going to hurt me
Kill me
Throw me in dark places
So I run, run away
And when I snort that white powder
That I love so much
The Voices don't come back
No one hunts me...
...Yet
They are here
They lurk behind the couch
They hide in the toilet bowl
Help me!
Don't let them kill me
Fly, fly, away
Don't let the come back
I fall, sink, can't get up
And it's her voice
That pulls me from darkness
Back into light
Posted: 2008-11-15 00:33:10 UTC

Current vote: 9. To vote, you must be logged in.
To leave comments, you must be logged in.

2008-11-30 00:53:56Julia Anne
It made me cry because I'm going through these things, all of them. I'm glad I'm not alone.

2008-12-13 06:29:48Simply-Me-20104
This peom truly has a lot to say! It's extremely emotional and powerful more than anything. I know that I can't imagine how it feels in that position, but this poem here can be very eye-opening! Kudos