I have come to the coclusion that I have became insane ...slowly over time it gets worse everyday... How can i possibly say im sane ....i think of death everyday
Not just mine yours too... If i met you i fantisized about the way ill kill you .....i fantasize of seeing the blood splerging out of your body .... I do this quite often i think it's a hoby..
We laugh about this you see...the voices nd me we laugh at the fact that ive let you live long enogh to hear me .... They control me you know the voices they control every part of me ...
They...they..want me to end it my life that is they want me to commit suicide take my life but ...but i cant not yet i musnt disobey shhh dont let them here their close getting louder any minute now thell come and when they do. . . . . . THE'LL NEVER LEAVE
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inside her head pt1
Short Storythis is a short poem about a girl that has a mental illness called schizoaffective which means she has hallucinations and is very bipolar
