Which Would Be Easier? (My Mental Disorder)A Poem by PsycheI don't really have a diagnosed mental disorder, but sometimes it feels like it. In this piece, I describe my own observations and views of my personality changes.My immune system is down. High levels of cortisol, Induced by stress is my guess
I'm Sick. In the Body In the Mind And In Spirit.
Day after day I can feel myself split Apart It Hurts
To watch myself Turn into a Monster Snapping at everyone Isolating
The isolation is unbearable When you're looking for Companionship in others And they do not Receive it.
And you do not give it Expecting to get something In return for Nothing But don’t they know by now, That nothing on your part, Means you need something on Their Part?
I don't truly want to be alone. When I push away, That means I need you To push even more To be close Not leave, and give me some "Space".
But no one has time for that, Nor the patience it requires. And so, I am condemned To suffer In my own madness.
Unless I find someone Or Find Myself. © 2016 Psyche |
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Added on February 2, 2016 Last Updated on February 2, 2016 Author |