Sizzling in the mind;
The thoughts race,
The heart beats faster,
The tears want to jerk
But she doesn’t let them.
Not today, she says.
Pleading with herself,
Begging, not today.
Weak are the limbs,
Heavy are the eyes.
Her stomach spins…
She tells herself some lies
To get away from this moment
That has trapped her from the view
Of todays haunted meaning;
Of the chemical truth.
She cant lie in regret of what shes done to her head.
She cant seem to find a reason to get out of bed.
She lacks any inspiration,
Any way to move–
Any way to remove.
Remove herself from her being
That’s been with her for too long.
How do people stay in themselves?
Its like a repeating song.
She just wants to sleep it off,
Pretend tomorrow wont be the same.
Tomorrow you’ll be sane.
Tomorrow there’ll be no shame.


About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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