r/mentally_ill_poets

Giddy when disappointed

Addicted to useless words

With sand paper hands

Waves of abrasion

As frigates to mark scars across me

I get excited when obsessed with it

Lighthouse mind coupled to frigates

Exhaustion to explosion

N2 rocket of hydrogen to bust with emotion

Relieved when knees ricochet with anxiety

As bumper cars to push off while on the edge of a diving board

Calmness as plummeting

Falling

As confetti

As napalm

She points out my insecurities, talking shit about me and trying to break my image and the more I get older, it gets worst. Like wtf did I ever do to you to receive this kind of treatment. Mind you I have this huge dark circles because of my insomnia and she saw me putting concealer on it and told me that I can never erase this huge dark circles. I was 16