
Going insane at a glacial pace...you can see the boredom on my face. Makes me want to punch the wall, to not stand but sit and crawl, what to do when your mind gets stalled, when the walls of your sanity start to fall.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 174 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-21-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2840669
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Walls that push inside my head,
Watch my eyes as they turn red,
Claw my brains out,
Scream and shout,
Why the hell can't I get out?
Pace the rooms I know so well,
My own perfect little hell,
I feel the pressure in my veins,
Slowly, slowly, going insane,
This is an unnatural sort of pain.
I laugh and laugh with no real reason,
They act as if my anger's treason,
Whistle with a giddy tune,
They'll go insane, crazy, too,
Rock back and forth to pass the time,
Sit and think what words don't rhyme,
Stare at the ceiling, count your toes,
Why do it? Hell, no one knows.
Let's go somewhere, I need to breathe,
I need to go, I need to leave.
Cabin fever, just two short words,
Make your brain become absurd.
Make you want to pull your hair,
Makes you want to sit and stare.
Can't decide to run or scream,
And then I wake up and it's just a dream.
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