My head
Is going
To explode
I promise
There will be
Little pieces of me
Beeping
Meowing
And bad music
My head
Is going
To explode
The Television
From upstairs
Blares into my room
In the basement
Feeling crappy
And ready to explode
I'm wanting
To leave the house
And go for a run
But, sleeping
Would be
Very pleasant too.
Annoyance
Takes
Over
So
Which one
Do I do?
Sleep,
Run,
Or Explode?
I
Don't
Know
But
Then again
When do I this early?
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I've just taken a step forward, An uncomfortable leap but a necessary one. Awaiting the response is killing me.
I walk these halls. Frightened. Anyone could be in here. I wouldn't even know it. People could be watching me. I could be murdered. But nothing ever happens. I just scare myself.
It felt like the room was spinning. And my eyes just couldn't keep up. I felt like gravity was winning. And the space between the floor and my body was about to be shut.
Anger digging up my mind, And screaming to myself, Fury takes up most of my time, And it questioning my health, Stress is buried deep within, On the verge of running away, But it seems I cannot...
I am not the same as you. Your like everyone else a program. You don't feel the emotions I feel. You can't you don't understand them. You've never experienced been depressed.
I have exceeded my limit. I've broken and cracked. I can't take this for another minute or second in fact. My mind is at war with itself and its draining me out. I need to find happiness within.
Lying up in bed at 5 o'clock in the morning, wondering why all of this hatred is building "Just Do It.
Where did I go. Where have I been. I'm really not sure. The things that I've seen. My minds all a flutter. My life's in a rut. I really am wishing. My door would stay shut. But something is in here.
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