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I still hope that you lied to me.
Because if you did, then it means my mind isn’t lying.
I feel so defenceless against uncontrollable circumstances.
Trying to swim to the surface just so I can take that deep breath you deny me.
I’m motionless hanging onto my hope, begging my soul just to cope with this empty mess.
I’ve never been able to handle too much stress. But because of you, I’m bleeding constantly.
It feels like my heart was stolen.
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It feels like I’ve been waiting so long
I’ve held on so strong
Weeping on a sun soaked willow
Feeding it from under my pillow
Will I hear the sounds soon?
I beg to hear the tune
Please let it reveal the truth
I need the proof
To end the endless suffering
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Tomorrow I’ll run against the smallest odds
I’ll frown upon the lonely thoughts
That trim a breathless pain too close to remain
In my destiny
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I lost something that was important to me
I lost something, and now my soul runs bare
I’m frozen in the empty air
As I breathe shallow, I hear the warning
from my heart to my mind
‘Let go’ and I let my tears rain,
Until I’m empty
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My heart breaks, and the tiny pieces fade into oblivion
Shading the emptiness of my mind, tidying the thoughts that rain over you
Nothing changes, even though I want it to
Dreams of you just summon my pain, they flow through like rain
Steadying my gaze on an old picture of you, fretting what could of been but never was
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Sunshine aches on the back of my bones
Broken by the backbone of the stones
Stolen by a form of broken place
Rubbing the last existence of my face
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I don’t know who I am
My whole past feels forgotten to the point I feel empty
I’m trying to connect with my past but everything feels like a hopeless task.
I taste my future, but don’t dare to look
Every sin is a regret I never win
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Wash this disdain from my bottomless pain.
I evaporate to the point of insane.
Why would you lie to me?
The pain indulges through my broken brain.
Why don’t they believe me?
It’s just an endless campaign that won’t sustain.
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She’s so beautiful, delicate like a rose.
I thought she was perfect but Every rose has their thorns and everyone bleeds their thoughts sometimes.
How are we so opposite ?
We have both entangled your heart, and your love has strangled me.
I wonder if she’s easy to read like a page from a book, a page that is so easily folded.
I’m like an enigma, not easily moulded.
While my heart unravels, her heart travels and We are loved by the same person.
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Depression has stung me
I’m bleeding In a pool of my sorrow
Deadened by my unbreakable woe
Gasping for any taste of Light
It’s an entangled fight with the darkness -
Hi,
Welcome to my blog. I’m kinda new to blogging, so I’m hoping it will be a therapeutic experience for me. Right now it is around 12pm, I’ve been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. I suffer from schizoaffective disorder, which can make life a little tough for me. As I’m Listening to the crisp night, and dazing crickets outside it reminds me how safe I am, yet how big the world really is. My illness makes me paranoid, so feeling safe is very important to me.
I started this blog spontaneously tonight, I had intended to start a blog a few years ago but never followed through. The blog was to be called ‘Schizoreflective’, a blog reflecting on schizoaffective disorder.
My blog that I am starting now years on will reflect on my illness, but will also be a form of therapy for me – to exercise my thoughts, and feelings on..well whatever I feel like writing about. It may be as spontaneous as starting this blog, and writing this post or maybe a post could be long planned out. I also enjoy writing a bit of poetry, so I might post some poetry – we’ll see.
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