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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Psychology · #1776580
A poem about the issues I was going through a few years ago.
The walls of insanity
Are closing in around me
Putting against myself more pressure
Impossible to be happy

Five is the magic number
It's how everything must be done
Going from obsessive to compulsive
And life becomes less fun

One little thing upsets me
And suddenly I'm in a rage
Reality begins to slip way
Losing what's on the last page

I'm crying and I'm shouting
As if no one can hear me scream
It's like I'm sitting all alone
Trapped in a terrible dream

I feel so alone, so scared inside
As though I've been abandoned
Wanting to get better, to heal
And afraid to let it happen

Every thought and every dream
Can turn into a nightmare
I'm running away from everyone
Yet behind me no one's there

My mind shuts down so sudden
And everything goes black
I've started down an empty road
With no courage to turn back

Eventually I will end up
Locked in rooms or stalls
Bound by a straight jacket
With pads on all the walls

My mind is stumbling down
This path that has no name
And when it hits the bottom
I'll be clinically insane

Until that day arrives
I'll stumble down this trail
Obsessive compulsive, irrational
And emotionally frail

A poor little girl, I cry
These tears, they stain my face
I cut myself and bleed
I'm in a never-ending race

The clock is ticking slowly
But the time is standing still
Staring blankly at the walls
This girl is mentally ill

And all it takes is one more step
To end this life so dear
Can anybody stop me
Am I the only one that's here

I seem to get even worse
As each day passes by
Only time can tell the answer
Until then I sit and cry
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