Peeling in poison
Breaking my back to understand what’s wrong with me.
There’s not even a tiny glimmer of hope
I’m just lonely in my quest to live
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Broken, but you can’t tell by my appearance
I look like I’m all together
It affects me like brain damage
I’m Fighting A polluted mind
Desperate for answers
I cower in the corner
Seeking peace would come more effortlessly
Shaded from the sun, blinded before it began
I’m just hopelessly waiting
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Taking my last breath to a leaping depth
I never felt so tense, nothing makes sense
Traveling to another place, showered in lace
Fragments of death upon the theft
Nothing feels right, my chest breathes so tight
Everything takes shape, but never feels straight
You lend a helping hand,
from beneath the liars chair that you stand
Take my hand, and we’ll break free from this land
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Beautiful seascape storm
Centred around my base
Categorised by form
An Internal left out space
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Crying in the bathtub
Dreaming of my death
A craving I yearn for,
But not yet want
Loosely divulging into my spiral
A ghost lost but unprepared to aspire
With each sallow I took the chance
But ended up regretting my choice
Yet that yearning still haunts me
Day in, and day out
An outcast fighting for true belonging
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How did I make it here,
So far away from you?
How did I lose so much?
Breathing battered breaths,
From longing depths
Nothing seems to drain my mess
Begging to eliminate my stress
Why do I favour contempt?
Why can’t I see myself different?
Always confused, in a deadly doom.
Maybe tomorrow will change
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I feel so disconnected
Everyone feels so distant
The world seems fragmented
I could disappear in an instant
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Creepy crawly crawling on me
Dead till the end, the depth of despair
Never breaking forward to meet the air
Forever locked in a long lost battle
Forced to freeze in an up fold shatter
I will never be the same in this endless pain
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Why must the wind howl like a dog desperate for air?
The tone in my voice becomes relentless and bare
Together they bend to train their stare
Forever I’ll learn I’m born to scare
All this taming doesn’t seem fair
I’m lonely in this world bound to tear
Why did I teach myself to care
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I hit the ground as hard as possible
Searching for something left unfound
I want more, I’ll always want more
But I’m afraid – maybe things weren’t meant to go my way
I hit the ground while I was searching for something that wasn’t meant to be found
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Washing the clarity from my mind
Intense dread runs through to find
A longtime I tried to be kind
But now I’m hopeless only to remind
You of what comes behind
I’m watching you break in my mind
I’m watching myself turn blind
Bending, and breaking into the grind
Something I could not define
A love lost in time
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Smash with the crash of the bone
Shaking to the breath of alone
Taking a fearful step to the stone
Wings too broken to have flown
I wish you could have shown
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A total of a wink of sleep
I’m not sure if you will be kind
It’s okay, I don’t really mind
A total of a blink too deep
I’m totally lost trying to find
My parts for you to bind
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I can’t tell myself what I’m supposed to do
Caught in the memory of you
All I know is the depth of this takes two
I have to say I have no clue
What’s real, and what not to pursue
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Love feverish with a slow burn
You left me in a ditch
I crawled out, but now I’m dead
A zombie in the flesh
Here where I end, I begin
There was nowhere to turn
The air was no longer fresh
And my bed still lay empty
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I don’t have the crystal clear vision
My glasses are fogged
Making my decision blocked
A sinister plot to create an incision
One I’d never go through with
A mission to end the dream
Nothing is as you’d seem
You have the light, but dream of the dark
Maybe you didn’t have the spark
I made the endless mark, that burns through your heart
Stapled to the fog of my glasses, I have the crystal clear vision now.
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I drain my energy, floating through the pain.
Nothing creates something in my brain.
Dazed through the elements of rain, blood demands my attention.
Nothing compares to the depths of my insanity, nothing gains from my empathy.
Empty and alone I find a path to take.
A lonely path destined to break.
Nothing compares to my pain.
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You’ll fear me forever
Afraid to see me, my eyes bleed
Taking revenge at every stage
As you take the stage, bleeding with rage
I can’t take these words you throw at me
My eyes close, focused on your prose
Nothing can clear my head
Nothing can take back what you said
I’ll fear you forever
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It seems seamless the way the words flow
Breaking down every breath from below
My understanding is not always instant
But the poem leaves me a great indent
Banishing the poison from my pain
A silhouette with tears of rain
I’ve come to reclaim my brain
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I am enslaved by the bane of my existence
Twisting and turning but never learning
You take a stake to my chest
Just as I was about to leave
I turn to see the thunder thumping in your heart
And I think to myself, Maybe it isn’t over…
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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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