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May 2016
I don't care thats the thing. I cant take it anymore.

You don't know what its like with Jimmy in my head slowly taking over.
I cant, every peaceful moment is taken up by Jimmy and he is winning.

"I should have realised earlier"
"I can't have you running round like that"
"please do me a favour and just do It" he does that all the time.

Thats why I don't sleep.

I can't be strong anymore.
Doesn't anyone ******* understand.
I'm only so strong and right now  I have to fight myself.
I cant win this fight.

It will destroy me.
I have no strength anymore. If I take anymore I will crumble and lose the fight.
To anyone suffering with similar thoughts or alter-egos I am here to listen and help you deal with them. If you are worried that the thoughts/ alter-egos are too much then I suggest you seek professional advice, as you're too beautiful to lose the fight
Saint Jimmy
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Saint Jimmy  20/M/Portsmouth
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   Karishma
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