I’m so tired of having more then one thought. I feel like multiple people into one cramped head. One says to cut the shit and stop pretending and the other crying for help trying to convince myself it’s real. Then another that says everything’s fine and it will be over soon. I feel insane most if the time and it scares me. Am I so far from reality or is it reality? Who am I really? Which is actually my true thoughts? It’s hard to explain but all I can say is that my head is haunting and it enjoys taunting me all night.
It’s easier not to feel anything.
Just let it come when you’re alone at night.
No one wants to see you in a pathetic state.
So I shall never show it.
But when I drink I lose control.
My insanity can now be explained and my thoughts attack.
I only want solitude and loneliness for it’s easier.
But in reality I want someone to just simply sleep next to me.