The Diary of the Butterfly

A Place of Madness

A Place of Madness

I never liked when it was quiet,

Or when I was alone,

Because it was in that time that I would lose control.

It would get so loud in my head,

I would feel as if I would rather be dead,

Than listen to them pelt,

And remind me of my unstable mental health.

I would feel like I did not know myself,

Like I was a stranger in need of help.

When it got like that, I would have no strength,

I would have to sit and listen to the sound of my voice inside my head,

Telling me that I would never be wanted,

And that the world would gain so much if I brought my sad existence to an end.

Reminding me I had no genuine friends,

That I was so ugly inside out, even I was afraid to look at myself,

That I was worthless,

Without a purpose,

And all the people that could stand to be around me were tasteless.

My mind is a place of madness,

One from which I cannot escape,

I wish one day I will be able to leave this place.

TionaH🦋