Sunday, September 5, 2010

The Day I Lost My Mind

Ugly ghost of anger
Will rip me apart
Feast on my rotting innards
I do not want to escape.

I always waited for this day
When i knew i'd go insane
But now that it's here
I do not want it at all

But how can i refuse?
I fucking asked for this.

I carry this bag of hate on my back
Bent, ready to be fucked over by the world
They say that they love me a lot
I don't feel it for some weird reason

I know I'm getting used
I think I deserve this

I'm searching for the trigger
What kicked off this depression
I'm searching my inner mind
For some kind of confession

But there is none, not even one
Just silence, Blessed silence
Piercing through my thoughts
Coloring them in violence


  1. hmmm...poetic journey to a puzzling and crippling land of dark emotional roller-coasters....hmmm...

  2. losing your mind is sometimes the only way you can find it.