Sometimes I wonder, what does it feel like to go crazy?
When u you sit on the cold hard floor thinking for long, and couldn't come up with an answer to a non-existent question?
When from feeling lost at first, it gradually became one big black hole?
When despite knowing that there are people out there that love and care for you, but it feels as if the walls are speaking a language which you are unable to fathom?
When you see yourself curled up in a dark cave, watching blindly as the storm pours outside and it doesn't to make sense whatsoever?
And then you rush to the mirror; you see a stranger staring back at you, asking you, "Who are you?" to which you answer "I don't know".
You inflict pain on yourself just to feel alive; wake yourself from this heavy curtain - you see the blood drip, drip, drip to the ground... you feel nothing at all. Nothing.
Then you look back up at the mirror; and what greets you is an empty shell.
Is this what it feels like to go crazy?
When u you sit on the cold hard floor thinking for long, and couldn't come up with an answer to a non-existent question?
When from feeling lost at first, it gradually became one big black hole?
When despite knowing that there are people out there that love and care for you, but it feels as if the walls are speaking a language which you are unable to fathom?
When you see yourself curled up in a dark cave, watching blindly as the storm pours outside and it doesn't to make sense whatsoever?
And then you rush to the mirror; you see a stranger staring back at you, asking you, "Who are you?" to which you answer "I don't know".
You inflict pain on yourself just to feel alive; wake yourself from this heavy curtain - you see the blood drip, drip, drip to the ground... you feel nothing at all. Nothing.
Then you look back up at the mirror; and what greets you is an empty shell.
Is this what it feels like to go crazy?
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