Schizophrenia

tonight-its-sunny-in-hell:

I’ve been living in the prison of my head
for so long that time has turned to dust
and from the perspective  of the dead
future didn’t happen, past has passed.

Superficial is another word
to describe the talent to connect
to the world I am daydreaming of
for the lack of living it instead.

There’s absolutely no reason for me not to kill myself

justinherrold:

Goldenrod coming out strong 💪

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me-porni:

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I need a new brain. This one is too #obsessive and I don’t even have anything in my life worth obsessing about #MentalHealthMatters

Queen of Hearts

tonight-its-sunny-in-hell:

Girls get flowers, and all that glitter,
that they make, goes dancing around.
World is shiny, and everyone fits in
inescapably sparkly crowd.

Boys are lost and put the face on
with the silky ease of despair.
Life keeps howling, and groaning, and happening
inappropriately somewhere…

Not tonight, ‘cause tonight is the night
we shall lie our way up to.
Queen of hearts for each shadowy knight
has invented a secret doom.

Girls get flowers, and all that praise
which they prey on for reasons unmade.
Lust grows too determined to care,
not that anyone did in the first place.

Let us go, we are doomed by prayers
ever since we have lost the faith.
Inescapably somewhere
queen of hearts puts her dreams into graves.

Graves get flowers, and all that glitter
of inevitable, all the charms of  
silenced tone by tone heartbeat,
all the love for hi-end drama.

We are sold out and put the face on
with the silky ease of despair,
while our souls keep wandering off
neverwhere.

Flowers

mikefrawley:

She picks flowers for her lover
a handsome soldier dead and gone
and one for the name of every child
she’ll never bear, yet life goes on

She picks flowers for her father
an angry drunken man she barely knew
for childhood friends she never sees
all of whom she long ago out outgrew
 
And Daffodils for her loving mother
she faithfully delivers them every day
to a woman who no longer knows her
Alzheimer’s has taken her mind away

A bouquet for all who did her wrong
some are gone while some yet live
sending kind thoughts to everyone
knowing it’s more blessed to forgive

She picks roses for the day she dies
and leaves this world of deep despair
she plans to take them up to God
just in case He has no flowers there

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erubes1:

Mornings on Bungalow Boulevard

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