Mentally Insane

Do you know what it's like?

To be going insane?

To be living in pain?

 

I can't control my thoughts,

anymore.

My head is against me.

Telling me things are the opposite of what they are.

The good ones at least.

 

I know my mind is wrong,

But,

How can I keep going on like this?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Well. My head cannot handle anything nowadays. Don't know if it's a good or bad thing. And this poem doesn't quite work but I write it anyways. Just like all the others.

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