To continue to fight is just too hard
I have spent too much of my life on guard
From my feelings, from my past
I don’t know how much more of this I can last.
I’m trying, I’m trying hard, I really, really am
Maybe you don’t see it, maybe you don’t give a damn.
The man, this horrible man, must go away
Please, please, please I try and pray
I have no tears, I cannot cry
It’s not any more, but my life was a big fat lie.
I’m too honest now for my own good
Probably saying far too much than I should.
He haunts me every day with what’s in my head,
The images, the videos fill me with dread.
They are from a horror film I swear
Of all the people of whom I care.
The incidents I have are me losing a bit of the fight
Even if you don’t see them as ‘right.’
You’re annoyed, you’re frustrated a lot
I wish you’d just leave me be, to just rot.
I’m on these stupid 10 minute obs.
Reminding me of all the freedom that mental illness robs.
I don’t have leave, but I need to get out.
You’re upset when my distress results in a shout.
I need to harm myself, it might help, I tell you
But you say “we can’t let you do that, you’ve got to get through.”
We’re going round in circles, again and again, round and round.
In this place I guarantee you, no hope is found.
My heart has been ripped to shreds as I battle this war
I don’t know who I am any more, even down to my very core.
You think I’m out to physically hurt the team
Even though that’s what it might seem
It’s not the truth. I told you yesterday
But hurting myself, yes, that is the only way.