Am I in control still?
Am I deliberately letting go of the remains of my sanity for not yet known reasons or is something eating it away.
Is this the day after something very exhausting. Did I notice how easy it was to just say everything, move freely without the burden of keeping it within socially accepted levels and not get punished for it.
Was it because most the people there were a bit odd or was it just me not coping and falling back into something that I hid for a lifetime. Or is it just breaking through again after slowly creeping to conclusions about the past. Meeting people that somehow are broken too, but looking like they managed better.
Urge to take more meds. I gots pills that keep or make me normal! Let's have more!
Do I have to stop this. What if! What if!
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