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Lunacy
Day after day
I get spun around
I feel the pressure
The spiral of depression spins closer
and closer yet
Day after day
I just want to scream
"Stop yelling!"
I'm almost there
Swimming against the current already
It's exhausting
Day after day
The depths are closing in
I let out a shrill cry
"Leave me alone!"
I'm getting sucked in
Day after day
"What's the use?" I ask
Feeling the pulling get stronger I give in
Being shrouded in darkness
It's like a comforting blanket
I let myself go
A sound suddenly escape me
A wicked laughter
Voices echo in my head
"Why not let them burn?"
"Burn them!"
"Who cares about them?"
I cackle madly
"That's right! Who cares about them?"
Days have gone by
I pick at old scabs and pulls at my hair
A creepy grin adorns my face
I have fallen into darkness
but I no longer care
Because lunacy is bliss
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[Original Date: 14-11-26]
Just another poem where I write out my feelings and emotions. It's basically all they are for me. An easy way to vent.
Someone was on my case about something private yesterday and that basically ruined the entire day for me, because after that everything just seemed to go downhill and it was just a horrible day in general.
Today, yet again, I've had a booked appointment at my hairstylist for over month maybe even a month and a half. however I somehow lost the note where I had written down my time and had somehow managed to fool myself into thinking that it was TOMORROW my appointment was, but when I confirmed my time yesterday, I got set straight, but by that time it was too late to inform certain people that I would have to be absent from the I'm taking during daytime so I decided to tell them today.
I told the one in charge of the course when I arrived in the morning, but then when I told the other one that was running the course they pretty much went ballistic and I just felt so bloody chewed out. They basically told me: "You can't do this. You have an obligation to be here, and this is a personal matter. Why didn't you reschedule/rebook your appointment?"
And I just got so bloody mad, because I've had this time booked for over a month and that was BEFORE I knew I was going to be taking this bloody course! and my hair stylist is really popular too, it's not just a matter of "Hi, sorry I need to rebook because of this course i'm taking! Can we take it a few hours later?" NO! I can't fucking bloody do that!!
*sigh* Sorry for ranting, but yeah, that's basically what pushed me over the edge and made me write this bloody poem.
I get spun around
I feel the pressure
The spiral of depression spins closer
and closer yet
Day after day
I just want to scream
"Stop yelling!"
I'm almost there
Swimming against the current already
It's exhausting
Day after day
The depths are closing in
I let out a shrill cry
"Leave me alone!"
I'm getting sucked in
Day after day
"What's the use?" I ask
Feeling the pulling get stronger I give in
Being shrouded in darkness
It's like a comforting blanket
I let myself go
A sound suddenly escape me
A wicked laughter
Voices echo in my head
"Why not let them burn?"
"Burn them!"
"Who cares about them?"
I cackle madly
"That's right! Who cares about them?"
Days have gone by
I pick at old scabs and pulls at my hair
A creepy grin adorns my face
I have fallen into darkness
but I no longer care
Because lunacy is bliss
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[Original Date: 14-11-26]
Just another poem where I write out my feelings and emotions. It's basically all they are for me. An easy way to vent.
Someone was on my case about something private yesterday and that basically ruined the entire day for me, because after that everything just seemed to go downhill and it was just a horrible day in general.
Today, yet again, I've had a booked appointment at my hairstylist for over month maybe even a month and a half. however I somehow lost the note where I had written down my time and had somehow managed to fool myself into thinking that it was TOMORROW my appointment was, but when I confirmed my time yesterday, I got set straight, but by that time it was too late to inform certain people that I would have to be absent from the I'm taking during daytime so I decided to tell them today.
I told the one in charge of the course when I arrived in the morning, but then when I told the other one that was running the course they pretty much went ballistic and I just felt so bloody chewed out. They basically told me: "You can't do this. You have an obligation to be here, and this is a personal matter. Why didn't you reschedule/rebook your appointment?"
And I just got so bloody mad, because I've had this time booked for over a month and that was BEFORE I knew I was going to be taking this bloody course! and my hair stylist is really popular too, it's not just a matter of "Hi, sorry I need to rebook because of this course i'm taking! Can we take it a few hours later?" NO! I can't fucking bloody do that!!
*sigh* Sorry for ranting, but yeah, that's basically what pushed me over the edge and made me write this bloody poem.