Crazy isn't cute

Crazy isn't cute

A Poem by RebeccaRose

Who could predict in the year of 2023,
Girls trending from saying that they're crazy?

But I'd give a limb to have my sanity.
Terrified of hurting those dearest to me.
Walking on eggshells just trying to breathe.

Please oh God make it all just stop.
Feeling like my head could suddenly pop.
The air from my lungs solidifies to stone.
Suffocating in a body I once called home.

I'm dissociative, I feel desolate, I'm a void.
My body is fine, but my head is destroyed.

It's too late, long gone, I should quit.
I'm a lifeless, morbid minded pessimist.

I wasn't always like this; that much is true.
I don't know what changed, but I wish I knew.

I can't stop this restless, ungovernable train.
It's made of disgust and self disdain.

I'm too far gone; and I can't be saved.
The bricks are set in this road I paved.

© 2023 RebeccaRose


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I used to feel somewhat the same. I think the older I got, the more I grew out of it. You may find the same 'calming down' effect as time goes on. I hope it does. You're a fine writer. :)

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Added on November 25, 2023
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RebeccaRose
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| Rebecca | Aquarius | '96 Aspiring writer, professional cynicist, disappointment since day one. Hoping for the best in life... but, HA! I'm not an idiot. more..

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