Them feelings again.
Accompanied by thoughts.
Of the devilish kind.
The self sacrificing.
I know some contradiction.
But it's hard to explain.
The pills, going comatose.
Just the thought.
It brings a smile to my face.
Escaping this nightmare.
Whilst slowly killing me.
It's keeping me alive.
Tuesday, 16 August 2016
Devilish Sacrifice.
Thursday, 11 August 2016
Reasons Unknown.
Saturday, 6 August 2016
Ranty Rant Rant.
It comes to a head.
You know when.
The fact that I'm ill,
They worry loads,
Are scared I'm going to kill myself etc etc.
Mean that I'm stopping them grieving.
Although the thoughts, urges ares scary.
And I fight like hell every day.
I've only had 1 trip to A&E this year.
I've not cut for over a year.
Maybe the problem is with you not me.
Using me as an excuse.
Yes I've got issues.
We all know that.
But maybe there are other people who need to face there's.
Friday, 5 August 2016
Talented Screw Up.
That was far too easy to do.
It's like I have this natural talent.
At screwing the fuck up.
My head feels wierd.
And eyes are heavy.
I don't want to sleep tonight.
No after the flashback last.
Sunday, 31 July 2016
Whatever I am.
Thursday, 21 July 2016
Kerplunk.
Tuesday, 19 July 2016
Judged.
Friday, 15 July 2016
Protection.
I have a session tomorrow.
There is so much going on.
I'm wobbling, greatly.
I can't talk about it though.
The new realizations.
It's too dangerous.
If I talk, people get hurt.
I won't let that happen.
I need to keep everyone safe, protected.
Even if it means harming to do that.
They will act otherwise.








