The Infection
These thoughts, rushing through my head
Confusing, crying out “It never really happened. It’s a figment of your imagination. You’ve gone crazy”
They scream at me, “You’re nothing. Worthless”
I start believe them
The thoughts spread
I can’t take it, I scream back, “Stop it! You’re wrong!”
But they only yell back, “You’re stupid! No one cares!”
What can I do
These thoughts….
People just don’t understand
I don’t even understand
I just wish I could escape
This torment that is my thoughts
It keeps me from being okay
But I can’t do anything about it
Because they’re engraved in my head
It’s an infection
No, it’s a disease that can’t be cured
And it’s slowly killing me
Eating away at me
Piece by piece I’m falling
And no one can help me
I can’t help myself
These thoughts are just there
I want to be free of them
But I can’t
Because they’re a part of me
It flows through my veins
Slowly making its way from my heart to my head
That’s where everything starts isn’t it
In the heart
And that’s what makes it so deadly
That’s what makes it incurable
My mind is a disease
And it’s slowly killing me