How does one define insanity?
Is it the hearing of voices that aren't really there?
The people and things you think you see,
But nobody else does,
Feelings deep inside that someone's chasing after you,
For they want you dead,
They make you watch your every step,
Scared of each coming minute,
For all this adds up to is danger.
This is day to day life for me,
What i did to deserve this i don't know,
Living here living there life a big nightmare,
Anxiety through the roof,
Depression that makes me cut deep,
Accompanied by voices and visions,
DIsturbing me every minute of every day,
They refuse to go away,
Scared to go out,
Terrified to get the bus or train,
Convinced someone out there is after me,
That lady from the cinema that crept in and out,
Always standing behind me.
These feelings i don't like,
Medications and talking to professionals doesn't help any of it go away,
Then the left me to live on my own,
Now i don't know what to do,
Tried to overdose on my perscription stuff,
To make it all go away,
Yet they will never know this they are too blind to see,
Just how deeply i'm in trouble how badly i need help.
Living alone is driving me more insane,
Hours on end nobody to talk to,
That's when they attack me even more,
Stuck between walls of hell no escape from the pain,
Is this insanity or is it just me?
