Sitting in my room alone,
voluntary isolation.
Listening to Bach’s sonnet,
trying to discover the right annotation
For this tragedy that I’m living,
Boy prodigy is lost in the
absence of his life’s meaning
Eyes unfocused,
Forging his dead identity.
Locked inside his
own mind’s cage
The walls are
dark in here,
they were painted
with his own fear
Feeling intimidated
by the presence of this devil,
who’s older than half my age
We both grew up together.
He is the Master,
I’m his Slave
Every once in a while,
I like to ask him
how my insecurities taste
He has been
feeding on them
for aeons,
since I’ve been
seeding my ideas
with crayons
What’s that, are you feeling sad?
Let us hop onto Instagram.
Let us binge through stories
and vicariously drink the joy
other people like to brag
Have you received a DM yet?
In the last five mins?
Let’s go back and check.
After all, isn’t your self-worth
a puppet to the notifications you get?
Trying to use my smartphone
as a prosthetic to support my
handicapped happiness,
because I cannot for the life of me
find it inside my mortal existence
Sorry Complex,
but can we take a recess?
Could I borrow your
mental health issues?
I would like to use them
as tools to build
my own little Universe
for the World’s muse
“Dude, you are so smart”
Thanks, I appreciate that.
But what’s my intelligence
gonna be worth,
when I suffocate out of my breath?
Choked by this sociopath
named Loneliness,
he likes to **** people in a slow death
He has a gang of thugs,
Anxiety is his cousin,
Depression, their Godfather
Insecurities, the Uncle who has been
molesting me since my childhood
They sneaked up on me in the alley,
while I was hopelessly looking
for love and acceptance.
They kidnapped me from my family,
and took away my ability to make friends
Now I can’t find a single person
who understands me,
Or even genuinely cares
No one from my past
who wants to make amends
Should I OD?
Shoot myself in the head
or jump off the edge?
Don’t worry, innocent bystander,
these are only metaphors.
I’m not actually trying to **** myself
Sorry to disturb
your browsing session,
please continue writing
your Instagram caption,
I was only crying for help
Or attention,
whatever fits your worldview.
You can call me the crying wolf
Don’t you get it Complex,
the world doesn’t have the capacity
to bare your illness
Can you be stable
for a ******* minute,
you narcissistic *****
Do you have problems or not?
Can you stop fluctuating
for your friends sake?
Sure, let me just tune my mind
to a different frequency.
Wait, that’s strange,
the radio seems broken.
Are you having the same
problem as me?
It’s been a couple of years,
since I discovered
that my birth was an error
in human reproduction
I looked under the microscope,
my DNA strands are coded in
A, D, H and D
I cannot afford to pay the shrinks fee,
so I’m trying to find my own solution
I’m glad that you
looked it up
on the Internet,
But I’m sorry, you don’t really
get what’s it’s like carrying
this weight 24 / Seven
When you want to fly,
as if you are superman,
around the planet,
7 times in a Second
The mass collapsing
under its own weight,
you forgot to equate for
e = m c squared
Why are you carrying
all this dead weight?
Complex, let go of your history
I’m trying to! Don’t you see?
Those beasts just keep chasing after me
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
Sitting in my room alone,
voluntary isolation.
Listening to Bach’s sonnet,
trying to discover the right annotation
For this tragedy that I’m living,
Boy prodigy is lost in the
absence of his life’s meaning
Eyes unfocused,
Forging his dead identity.
Locked inside his
own mind’s cage
The walls are
dark in here,
they were painted
with his own fear
Feeling intimidated
by the presence of this devil,
who’s older than half my age
We both grew up together.
He is the Master,
I’m his Slave
Every once in a while,
I like to ask him
how my insecurities taste
He has been
feeding on them
for aeons,
since I’ve been
seeding my ideas
with crayons
What’s that, are you feeling sad?
Let us hop onto Instagram.
Let us binge through stories
and vicariously drink the joy
other people like to brag
Have you received a DM yet?
In the last five mins?
Let’s go back and check.
After all, isn’t your self-worth
a puppet to the notifications you get?
Trying to use my smartphone
as a prosthetic to support my
handicapped happiness,
because I cannot for the life of me
find it inside my mortal existence
Sorry Complex,
but can we take a recess?
Could I borrow your
mental health issues?
I would like to use them
as tools to build
my own little Universe
for the World’s muse
“Dude, you are so smart”
Thanks, I appreciate that.
But what’s my intelligence
gonna be worth,
when I suffocate out of my breath?
Choked by this sociopath
named Loneliness,
he likes to **** people in a slow death
He has a gang of thugs,
Anxiety is his cousin,
Depression, their Godfather
Insecurities, the Uncle who has been
molesting me since my childhood
They sneaked up on me in the alley,
while I was hopelessly looking
for love and acceptance.
They kidnapped me from my family,
and took away my ability to make friends
Now I can’t find a single person
who understands me,
Or even genuinely cares
No one from my past
who wants to make amends
Should I OD?
Shoot myself in the head
or jump off the edge?
Don’t worry, innocent bystander,
these are only metaphors.
I’m not actually trying to **** myself
Sorry to disturb
your browsing session,
please continue writing
your Instagram caption,
I was only crying for help
Or attention,
whatever fits your worldview.
You can call me the crying wolf
Don’t you get it Complex,
the world doesn’t have the capacity
to bare your illness
Can you be stable
for a ******* minute,
you narcissistic *****
Do you have problems or not?
Can you stop fluctuating
for your friends sake?
Sure, let me just tune my mind
to a different frequency.
Wait, that’s strange,
the radio seems broken.
Are you having the same
problem as me?
It’s been a couple of years,
since I discovered
that my birth was an error
in human reproduction
I looked under the microscope,
my DNA strands are coded in
A, D, H and D
I cannot afford to pay the shrinks fee,
so I’m trying to find my own solution
I’m glad that you
looked it up
on the Internet,
But I’m sorry, you don’t really
get what’s it’s like carrying
this weight 24 / Seven
When you want to fly,
as if you are superman,
around the planet,
7 times in a Second
The mass collapsing
under its own weight,
you forgot to equate for
e = m c squared
Why are you carrying
all this dead weight?
Complex, let go of your history
I’m trying to! Don’t you see?
Those beasts just keep chasing after me
