Paranoia

Monotonous Dredge

Thinking isn't good for my
Mental/emotional
Social health

I bet she blocked me for some
Mental/emotional
Social stealth

All this alone time isn't good for my
Mental/emotional/social
Physical health

Maybe I should hide away for some
Physical/social stealth

I can't hide away from my own conscious
So goodbye mental/emotional health

I rhyme the same two words because I don't want to think
It hurts to think
I get to distracted by my emotions
Give me some liquid cyanide to drink

This poem doesn't make sense to you but it does to me
I'm alone in this world, you see
No two minds think exactly the same
But I'm under the assumption that I'm especially insane
God end this pain!
I feel so cold that I could turn a hot day to freezing rain!
Who's to blame?
Me, myself, I, and maybe you too
Who else is through?
Who can't decide what to do?
Well in the great span of things, we're all screwed
So who cares about the future?
Me, for some reason I do!

  • Author: Monotonous Dredge (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 25th, 2018 03:37
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 14
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan
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  • Monotonous Dredge

    There's no form to it and you all won't understand it. Hope you all hate it, just like I hate my existence. Except Lawless. He's pretty cool.

    • Poetic Dan

      Yet it felt like every word came from me
      I'm part of the solution and the problem
      Keep writing like this then will solve them

    • sylviasearcher

      I actually loved it.
      And it made a lot of sense.

      But it's not good you are hating your existence right now.

      Maybe the fact the poem ended with you shifting to saying you care is a glimmer of hope?

      I hope so 🌟

    • Anasyil

      I can feel all the emotional pain. I suffer from severe mental illness, and no one I knew understood it. It's not a good feeling to feel so alone. I eventually learned to overcome some obstacles (though not all). I really love this poem. If you ever need to talk to anyone, I'll be here to listen.

    • Monotonous Dredge

      Thanks for all the support. It gives me a reason to keep writing.



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