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Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to the darkness
Within my mind
A place where hope is lost
Love is a dream
And joy doesn't exist
A place where pain rules over all
Suffering is a must
And demons are everywhere
A place where life is meaningless
The living dance with the dead
And insanity is imminent
A place where the voices in your head
Never stop haunting you
And all the memories overflow your mind
A place locked within me
Growing in secrecy
Until the day I can take it no more
Welcome...
Welcome to my personal Hell...
Welcome to the darkness
Within my mind
A place where hope is lost
Love is a dream
And joy doesn't exist
A place where pain rules over all
Suffering is a must
And demons are everywhere
A place where life is meaningless
The living dance with the dead
And insanity is imminent
A place where the voices in your head
Never stop haunting you
And all the memories overflow your mind
A place locked within me
Growing in secrecy
Until the day I can take it no more
Welcome...
Welcome to my personal Hell...
Literature
Twisted Up Inside
Would you ever know the feeling,
Of being twisted, over and over.
Much like a string of high-tension cord;
Ready to snap at any moment.
You are barely controlling this swell of emotion.
Keeping it taut, lest it burst from the surface.
A plastic smile serves as your only defense;
Witty banter, to stave off a deeper inquiry.
You hide the signs of your sickness;
Quickly easing the pressure.
Whilst appearing to adjust the suit,
You move through the crowd like a fading wisp.
Rushed, sweating and just barely contained.
You duck into the shadows, so you might breathe again.
-Chen Yuan Wen, Broken World Series, 13th November 2013
Literature
Insomnia
There's a party in my head
As I close my eyes to sleep.
Little creatures and monsters,
Oh, back and forth they creep.
On silent tip-toes they walk,
Playing melodies in my mind.
Finding caverns I have closed,
Putting my life on rewind.
My mind is somewhere else,
But in vain I toss and turn.
Little goblins man the lights,
And the ghosts try to learn.
It's all a big, loud, unruly mess,
This untamed party in my head.
I try and shut them down,
But back and forth they tread.
I'm never going to get any sleep
As long as they're awake.
They take my tired thoughts
Down every path they can take.
Oh, what would I give to have
One silent and sle
Literature
If you are a victim...
If you have ever faked a smile
Slit your wrist
Cried yourself to sleep
Wished yourself gone
Chased a dream (and lost it)
Ended up in a nightmare…
Broken down
Turned away from your “friends”
Been bullied
Been stereotyped
Tortured yourself over an error
Hated yourself…
Wished,
Dreamed,
Lost,
Died inside,
Feared.
If you are a victim…
Remember to stay strong.
Because you’re only a survivor
If you
NEVER
Give
Up.
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Just felt like writing something creepy.
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<3 I really like it!