2026/05/17 - Mirage and Hell
I apologize if these are repetitive or stupid
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Whoa, italic emoji? Weeeeiiiirdd
edit: nvm it went away lol
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Impossible
I can't think—can’t speak,
For if I do I will die.
Though I'm already dying,
My brain is frying,
I'm on the brink,
Yet I can't let myself think.
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I need to get better,
I can't remember,
Because memories are thoughts,
And I must not return.
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Hovering
I can't stand them
Standing, hand on the back of my chair,
Hovering while I'm suffering.
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Dress Code
Useless rules,
Absolute crap,
Killing my joy—
What makes me feel me.
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Being Me
I just want to be me,
Without all these comments,
Innocent or not, it hurts,
It's uncomfortable,
It makes the thoughts resurface.
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Sound
The voices won't stop,
They yell all day, all night,
Not letting me speak,
Encouraging me to hurt again,
To feel something, do something—
To match their energy.
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They make me return,
To the place I dreaded,
Though now there's no escape,
From the voices inside and out,
No escape,
From the torturous hell—
The mirage of an oasis,
The very hell I wanted to escape.
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A mimic of my hellish life,
Torture machines, just noise—
The very thing I wanted,
Causing me the pain I ran from.
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- Lily
Edited by Usseewa

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