I've started hearing them again.
The voices, they're just whispers right now.
I know what's coming next, medication and therapy..
But honestly I just don't care anymore..
Everything was fine, now it's just falling apart.
I feel fractured, shattered and fragile..
Yet I'm pushing everyone away because I don't want to hurt them.
It seems silly but I just want to lash out at something..
At someone...
But my job is to help and heal people..
And it's who I was..
I don't know where I'll go from here..
I feel like perishing, giving up..
But that's not who I am and I'm at a crossroads now..
Sanity and medications..
Or insanity and madness..
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