LaughingLaughing, laughing.Over and over and over.Stop! Shut up!Get out of my head!Are you laughing at me?Are you even laughing,Or are you just a voice,Just a soundtrack?Over and over.Driving me crazy.Already crazy.What am I now?Will this ever end?
Crazy Just Isn't MeWhen I hear voices am I insane?My sanity I just feign?I have plenty of friends.I follow some of the trends.I make a nice amount of pay.I try to do as you say.I do everything just right,But still I have this fight.Psychotic's what I am.My mind just seems damned.You don't know what it means.Crazy is all you have seen.This is what I must share:Remember that we're there.Going through normal life.You'll never know our strife.We act just like the rest.Showing only our best.If you could see what I see.Crazy just isn't me.
Showing YourselfShowing yourself doesn't make you weak.I'll give you exactly what you seek.This vulnerability is a part of you.There isn't anything you can do.I'm only here to give you help.Don't have to do it by yourself.It doesn't matter what you say.I promise that I'm here to stay.When you find it's hard to breathe,Let me be there to relieve.Want you to know I don't think less.Only you think that you're a mess.Please, I just want to be here.I really do love you, dear.
Protect MeProtect me from strangers,Those that want to harm.Protect me from liars,Using me for their good.Protect me from my heart,It's so easy to break.Protect me from the voice,She has such anger.Protect me from depression,It can overwhelm.Protect me from myself,I'm the biggest threat.
Only MeWhat would it feel like,To just disappear.You wouldn't know,If you just weren't here.There is no feeling,Because you can't feel.You can't interpret.You just aren't real.It's so lonely here,Where you used to be.I look around,But it's only me.
CrushYou're so cute and so sweet.Waiting patiently until we meet.Some avoid meeting online,But I think it will be fine.You make me laugh and make me smile.That hasn't happened in a while.So casually with me you flirt.I'm starting to forget I'm hurt.It seems that you like me.In person, we'll have to see.In a few weeks you'll be here.No connection I do fear.Until then I continue to wait,And hope that you are my fate.I pray that you're one I can trust,Because you are now my crush.
TiredTrying to get myself up.Surrounded by dirty cups.Really need some motivation.Tired of this bored sensation.Want to get up and clean.Or go out and be seen.Want to go out for a walk.Or call a friend and talk.Turn up the music and sing.Just want to do something.Hope that I don't get fired.So tired of just being tired.
Now You'll SeeNo words come out;Trapped in my head.Just emotion.What am I feeling?Spinning, spinning;It doesn't stop.I'll make it stop.Can't do this;Can't think.Only one option.No way to explain;You'll never understand.Now you'll see.
I'll Be ThereI'll be there for you,No matter what.When no one cares for you,When no one loves you,When no one wants you,When no one has time,When no one will save you,When no one is left,I'll be there.You're never truly alone.Believe me,They will all leave you.He will leave you.Only I will always be there.
Meant To BeTake back some of your love.I'm not an angel for above.Of all the flaws that you see,Not a single one you find in me.You're in a circle of self hate.Can't you see that I inflate?What I'd do to make you smile;I'll try it once in a while.Kiss and hug is all you could ask.So I make up a destructive task.Cut you open, make you bleed.I'm the poison on which you feed.Somehow I'm amazing to you.Does it even matter what I do?Self esteem is way too low,But punishment is all I know.Trying to curb my sadistic waysOr you won't survive many days.Why can't love just be easy?Are we really meant to be?
New ViewI've been given a new view.I've seen how others see you.Talking to your best friends.Relationships meet their ends.Selfish is what they all say.Everything has to be your way.Responsibilities you shirk.Upset when you have to work.You consider everyone less.Think that you know the best.Want whatever's new and shiny.At one time that was me.After time you start to bore.We just can't give you more.Something different happened here.My brokenness you seem to fear.I used you as my crutch,But my problems were too much.All along you had known.Your intentions weren't shown.At first you seem like fun,But you're disliked by everyone.You have some kind of spell.They come as you ring the bell.There's one thing I can say.I am finally breaking away.
Hard to CareWhy is it so hard to care?I know that I should be there.I ignore the bell I hear chime.Instead I sit and waste time.There's nothing that I want to do.The things I enjoy are few.I know that I should be at work,But my responsibilities I shirk.The pills make me no longer sad,But apathy is just as bad.So I just let time go by.I wonder when I'll finally try.
MoodsMoods constantly changing.My mind is rearranging.Feels like I'm under a hex.Don't know who I'll be next.One minute I am on high.Next I think I may die.Then I'm filled with apathy.Next I think everyone hates me.Then my heart starts to ache.Next I have a nervous shake.Then I sexually frustrate,But I'm too upset to masturbate.My moods have become a blur.I quickly switch between me and her.I can't tell who I am.Am I me or am I Sam?I don't know who I'll next be.I'm dying for some consistency.
ObsessionYou are my obsession.Source of my depression.One that I crave.Love that is depraved.I still hold on to.I would die for you.Even if you're not here.My mind just won't clear.Only one I want.Continually haunt.Mentally I attack.I'd still take you back.Glad you disappeared.Return I feared.Walk through my door.Want you even more.Wonder if I'll heal.Was this even real?
Come BackWill you come back?I wish you'd return.But your hatred,I always seem to spurn.That's why I did it.I made things this way.You know that I had to.What else can I say?I really do miss you.It's so lonely here,But your wrath,I really do fear.Is there a balance.Maybe I'll ask.Finding the sweet spot,Will be quite a task.If we can be happy,Just me and you.There isn't anything,I wouldn't do.
This World is a GameThis world is a game,And a crappy one at that.You can’t save,So information can be lost easily.The plot is unoriginal,And frankly, boring.You can’t chose your character,Everything was already decided for you.It’s full of enemies,So you fight each day.You can lose the game by making silly mistakes,And there is no way to replay it.It’s full of uninteresting days,And unfulfilling characters.This world is a crappy game,But even so,You have to admit,That the graphics are great.
Start WorkingCompletely drained.Can't focus.Eyes blurring.Want to sleep.Can't sleep.Can barely eat.When will these pills,Start working?
Let It Wash Over MeStep into the water,Wade throughStand in the waterfall,Let it wash over me.Take away my sins.Take away my sorrow.Take away everything.Let it wash over me.I've hurt you.I've hurt many.But not anymore.Let it wash over me.Be at peace.Be nothing more.No longer that person.Let it wash over me.Emerge anew.I won't do it anymore.I won't hurt you.I will wash over you.
Let the Rain FallRain splatters against my window,like clear blood,fresh from the murder of a wretched soul.Today is cold and dreary,but as long as I am away from the rain,I'm happy, am I?Rain pours and pours,constantly,going through the gutter and soaking into the dirt.I hear it in my dreams,I can see it coming down,yet I can't feel it, and I want to, but I won't.I don't want this rain,but I don't want loneliness creeping in,either.If rain will be my only company,so be it,let the rain fall.
What is Right?What is Right?Please do not talk to me; I am not able to respond.And do not give me that look as if something has to be wrong.You do not need to delve into the shelves of my closed expressions.I am exempt from your attempts to unearth my preserved confessions.I am not purposely trying to evade your noble and compassionate crusade.It’s just on this occasion I do not require saving; there is no need to come to my aid.I understand that as my friend you are obliged to defend me to the very end.And this means you must venture pass the farce of barriers that I bewilderingly send.But right now my words are diverting from my mouth and into my chest.So trust me when I say that this damsel is far from in distressAnd I know that from you I should not expect any less.Just because I choose remain reserved, sit and stare.Does not mean I am slumping into a tumbling pit of despair.Nevertheless it does comfort me knowing that you are thereBut sitting in silence with me can also sho
To Whom it May ConcernWriting now by candle lightupon my bedside sill,impresses thoughts blackened of blight:Of past regards forgotten, tillreflections blindly bittersweetof love and laughter passed;Begotten then of innocence--three sheets tied to a rotting mast--impend upon me with such weightthey feel as though a leaden vestcontorting ribs into a knot--an airlock shut within my chest.For I am old and bitter now,my time and words long spent.So now I sadly take the bowof a man left but relent.And thus I transfer onto youthis single mock decree--the curtain-call of my revue:My death-bed rhapsody
CheckmateAn entire legion of horses and knightsHooves and boots sinking away in the mudAs they stride over the fields like a floodWalking for endless days and endless nightsSpotting the black banners over the enemies’ sitesAs light reflects off their own shields’ bright white coloured studThe knights brandish their sharp steel swords eager for some bloodAnd the archers draw their bows, now strained of all the fightsThe king dressed in the night black clothesNow stares blankly at the white king, whoseArmy at last starts to draw closeThe white king puts down his pint of boozeHe smiles and says while rubbing his nose''It's checkmate old friend and you lose''
The Boy Who Wore A MaskThere once was a boy,His parents named him Todd.In most ways he was normal,But there was something odd.Todd liked to wear a mask,The reason was unknown.He wore it day and night,His face was never shown.One day as Todd was playingOutside his favourite hole,A boy came running at him,He only had one goal.When the mask was taken,What remained was quite a shock,For instead of human features,There lived but just one rock!Now this rock was nothing special,It didn't dance or sing.Heck it wasn't even living,It just didn't do a thing!So the boy did what we all might,He reached into Todd's face,Wrapped his hands around the objectAnd removed it from its place.He skipped off down the streetTo play at the nearby lake.Skimming rocks was his favouriteAnd now he couldn't wait!"So what became of Todd?"How kind of you to ask.Poor Todd just lay there lifeless,Beside his favourite mask.
Replaceable.Replaceable.They wanted a no hoper.Someone they could fold and mould to their likingAnd with him being a self perpetuating loner.The situation seemed too compellingly inviting.They took advantage of his good nature.They kept adding to his already overflowing plateAnd they were not the type to ever return the favour.He saw this transaction as a contraction of them becoming mates.They would lie to his face and talk behind his back.Setting him tedious tasks that were initially refused by others.This then artfully allowed them to dart off track and slack.Why is it that the insecure and pure are the ones that suffer?And when he was no longer able to endure.He was ripped out and shipped out immediately.By a surplus of others who are willing to take up his chores.This is a practice that is predestined to be replayed repeatedly.Is this really the way this ruptured world is structured?Do the absolutes prey and on the vulnerable and feeble?Who is the person responsible for thi
Belief.Belief.I’d rather believe in something,Rather than to believe in nothing.Because to believe in nothing implies there is no purpose.It implies that there is nothing below or above the earth’s surface.It suggests that there is no advanced assistance and that our existenceCan be revoked in an instant, despite our apparent spiritual commitments.It would mean that mankind will not be punished for all their wrong doings.And that living a good honest life will not grant you a shoe inTo something that is not indefinitely thereAnd that it was us who made this world unfair.But if you believe there is something greater in placeAnd that this something does not have a form, figure or face.From this something we gain a feeling that cannot be describedAnd although countless cynics have allied, defied and tried.They have dedicated their entire lives to proving there is no evidence.Because disproving that something is the only thing of any relevance.What if confirming its p
Dark Crevices.Dark Crevices.Little one, monsters do not sleep under your bed.They prefer to procure the space inside your head.And all those white lies your mother told youAre from made up fairy tales she once read.When you woke up and begged for her presence.Shaking, snivelling and waiting for her to console you.You never had the need to perform any form of penance.As she would make them vanish by only uttering a sentence.All those proverbs and warm words your mother sold you,Are there to assure you when she is not able to watch over.But no amount of prayers, dream catchers and four leaf clovers.Can protect you from what prowls directly above your shoulders.And all those white lies your mother told you.Shaking, snivelling and waiting for her to console you.All those proverbs and warm words your mother sold you.Will not help when the demons decide to take a hold of you.Kela Lewis-Morin
A GREAT ACTORA GREAT ACTORSo you came to say sorry,But you do it just for gloryTo show people you are kind,You think, you are a great mindSo do it! Tell your lie!Be an actor! Show you're shy!!That's your crowd, make your try!Let them see you, when you cry!!Speak for nights, full of fear,That you felt, your death is nearWaking up by your screams,Say, you die in your dreams!Give them moments of repentance,Say you're here with no resistanceLet them see your rotting heart!Yeah! Lying it's an art!It's your show, It's your chance!And I see it, You are in trance!So do it! Tell your lie!Be an actor! Show you're shy!!That's your crowd, make your try!Let them see you, when you cry!!
DripDrip, drip, drip.Rain pours on me,Over my face.Wash away my tears.Wash away my sadness.Wash away my emotions.Wash away me.I am the rain.Crack!Thunder booms.Everything's clear,In that moment.I am reborn.