Hanging by my fingertips
Slipping further every day.
Nothing I can do.
I wish there was a way,
Away from here.
Get me away from here.
Talking to myself.
I guess I'm going mad.
I thought it would be awful,
But it's really not so bad.
I'm here.
I have to be here.
Waking with a scream
Of piercing agony.
Insanity was better;
At least then I was free.
So much fear.
I hate it here.
I'm barely alive
But I'll be okay.
Time heals everything
Or so they say.
I'm still here.
I can live with "here".
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I saw something on TV once
I saw something on TV once that made me think, and the words kind of put themselves together at IHOP a week ago. It was about a girl who was in a mental hospital, and she had no idea what was going on. She got better in the end, but I couldn't stop thinking about it, and that's what I was thinking about when I wrote it.
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
ohhh
I see. Oh dear, I apologize for even insinuating that it might be exxagerated. It all makes sense now...I'm sorry.
It's totally okay. I tend to
It's totally okay. I tend to use strong words sometimes. :-D
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
Hmm...agony, piercing,
Hmm...agony, piercing, scream, insanity, fear--very strong words. What sort of situation is the narrator talking about? It's an interesting poem, certainly, but I can't help wondering if there's any exxageration in her response. No offense intended, of course...I'm just curious.