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Claws of Inaptitude Stained with Depression
Here we go
We know the lines
Say them with me
-I'm fine
-I'm fine, just a bit tired
-I just don't feel well
-I'm just not myself lately
-Sorry, not doing so great
-I know, I can't help it
-Just leave me alone
-I'm too much
-I'm sorry
-I'm sorry
-I'm sorry
Most days my symptoms burn inside me
I feel like riping open my veins
Taking those bloody strands
and hanging myself with perfection
Everytime my anxiety heightens, rises
As shadows lengthen as the sun leaves us
My veins tighten and constrict inside me
Snakes are drowning in my blood stream
Swimming up my neck and choking me
How can I escape this feeling inside me
My brain is downing in stress and self hatred
Everyone is sick of me, but no one says it
They don't, they can't see the snakes
They haven't had to live with the nightmares
The memories that rise like the dead
I want to nose dive off a building
And know it will be over inside me
I can't survive this war, not anymore
I've been trying so hard, for so long
When will it end? When I'm dead, duh
That's just how some mental health stories go
We know the lines
Say them with me
-I'm fine
-I'm fine, just a bit tired
-I just don't feel well
-I'm just not myself lately
-Sorry, not doing so great
-I know, I can't help it
-Just leave me alone
-I'm too much
-I'm sorry
-I'm sorry
-I'm sorry
Most days my symptoms burn inside me
I feel like riping open my veins
Taking those bloody strands
and hanging myself with perfection
Everytime my anxiety heightens, rises
As shadows lengthen as the sun leaves us
My veins tighten and constrict inside me
Snakes are drowning in my blood stream
Swimming up my neck and choking me
How can I escape this feeling inside me
My brain is downing in stress and self hatred
Everyone is sick of me, but no one says it
They don't, they can't see the snakes
They haven't had to live with the nightmares
The memories that rise like the dead
I want to nose dive off a building
And know it will be over inside me
I can't survive this war, not anymore
I've been trying so hard, for so long
When will it end? When I'm dead, duh
That's just how some mental health stories go
Published 28th Oct 2019
| Edited 20th Aug 2022
Author's Note
Therapist told me I'm untreatable. Thank you for reading
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28th Oct 2019 11:18pm
Theserapists sometimes get it wrong because the mind is not a puzzle they can solve.
I see you're wearing headphones in your profile pic.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efofJjBGyNA
Blast this and maybe you'll find some peace amidst the chaos and call me in the morning.
I see you're wearing headphones in your profile pic.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efofJjBGyNA
Blast this and maybe you'll find some peace amidst the chaos and call me in the morning.
29th Oct 2019 00:23am
I know I rarely respond and I apologise for that. Your comments are so insightful and nice. Lately I haven't had the capacity to really respond to the comments on here like I would like to. I appreciate you greatly and I look forward to when you leave them. Thank for the song it was epic.
29th Oct 2019 5:12am
I have been living with bipolar disorder for decades, so this is very relatable to me. Anxiety emanates from the rush of the write's meter. Terrific effect in the refrain line of I'm sorry. Rather than keep having to explain my behavior to people that don't care to understand, I just began isolating myself, which became a way of life. Thank you for sharing from this depth of vulnerability with us.
In kind resonance,
Daniel
In kind resonance,
Daniel
29th Oct 2019 12:58pm
I saw a snake once. kind of slithered, stopped, when I looked again
it was off into the grass. snake in the grass. if you have one in your bloodstream,
try coaxing it out. maybe a pet mouse , yes, try getting a pet mouse. or a rat. rats are more
intelligent and you can make fiends with them.
but yeah, sounds like the wintertime blues.
try a tanning bed. this generates vitamins in your skin,
and often that is what the summertime high is all about.
many regards
it was off into the grass. snake in the grass. if you have one in your bloodstream,
try coaxing it out. maybe a pet mouse , yes, try getting a pet mouse. or a rat. rats are more
intelligent and you can make fiends with them.
but yeah, sounds like the wintertime blues.
try a tanning bed. this generates vitamins in your skin,
and often that is what the summertime high is all about.
many regards
