Behind My Eyes by Seizure

Walking to my room, I hear floorboards crack
The cracking triggered something, my head's under attack
Now it appears, my door turned to a wall
The floor melts away and I begin to fall
Everything is changing, all around me
Next thing you know, I'm drowning in the sea
I quickly blink my eyes, and everything is sane
I take a few pills, to help me with my pain
Relaxing a little, I just stare straight
Blood seeps out of walls, why is this my fate?
Again under attack, I'm hearing voices now
They tell me kill myself, then they tell me how
I just grab my head and run into the street
Then collapsed before, the first person I could meet

Now I wake up, in the hospital
I thought that made me safe, until i saw the hole
This hole appeared, right above my head
When I looked through it, I saw the living dead
They were eating flesh, and kept tearing apart
Each other constantly, until they'd reach their heart
This was so sick, I had to look away
Even when I closed my eyes, I knew the hole would stay
No matter where I looked, the hole was always there
I went to scratch my head, I've lost all of my hair
This life is so bad, I am fading fast
I constantly see, the spirits walking past
I am so scarred, there's something in the hall
So I grab the Advil, then I eat them all

Am I going crazy, am I insane?
There isn't a day, my head isn't in pain
I take too many pills, my insides are dead
The voices don't quit, I hate all they have said
But there is no way, to make it all quit
I try to get help, from all of this shit
They'd rather lock me up, and throw away the key
It's them saying they are better than me
Now I am locked up and going nowhere
This is no life, so why should I care?
They tell me they can help, me completely through
Then they sedate me more, how can that be true?
Everything they say, I know is just lies
Now you know what I, see behind my eyes

Luc (12.84.2.93) -- Wednesday, September 25 2002, 03:50 am

no title
lovely, reminded me of my days up in the hospital. :| i like the line "they'd rather lock me up, and throw away the key;
it's them saying they are better than me" ok so thats two lines so shoot me.
either way i really like those. sounds so... whats the world.. eh hope ya know what i mean.
and that least line, i really liked it. ^.^

barb (206.191.91.115) -- Wednesday, September 25 2002, 03:07 pm

others
Like you say don't listen to others do what you think is right. Good discriptive poem. have you ever thought of writing a book telling your story. It would help others going through the same. good writng I'm surprised. Just kidding seizure.I know you are a good writer intense but heh.

Sax (156.63.105.20) -- Wednesday, October 2 2002, 02:59 pm

Nice
I really like the lock up and throw away the key part, most people say they "want" to help, but either dont or if your too "much" they'll set you aside hopeing you make yourself more handelable... Which wouldnt work cause thats why you'd go to them in the first place, to get help, and when they set you aside it just makes it worse and more for them to have to try to deal with then they set you aside again and it gets worse and worse untill something ends up happening........

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