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cherriebomb16
cherriebomb16The best time to write is after midnight
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These voices won't go away.

Mania

Delusions.

Delusions. Euphoria.

Delusions. Euphoria. Excitement.

Delusions. Euphoria. Excitement. Madness.

"You're just having mood swings. No big deal."

"You're just having mood swings. No big deal." "That's not a real illness. Stop trying to justify your anger issues."

"You're just having mood swings. No big deal." "That's not a real illness. Stop trying to justify your anger issues." "Pick a personality."

"You're just having mood swings. No big deal." "That's not a real illness. Stop trying to justify your anger issues." "Pick a personality." "Stop asking for attention."

Stop talking.

I don't want to hear another word.

This is why I don't talk about it with anyone.

Does it look like I want to be this way?

I want to close my eyes and drift away to my dreams but I can't.

I feel as if I'm being watched.

I feel as if I'm being watched. But no one is here.

No, that's what my mind wants me to think.

No, that's what my mind wants me to think. I know someone is watching me, I just know it.

My paranoia is getting to me.

Adrenaline.

This random burst of energy is making my heart beat erratically.

I can't sleep.

I can't sleep. It's more than insomnia.

I want to stop being so angry over a small issue.

I can't get rid of this anger.

It angers me to try and get rid of this anger.

Any wrong word can ruin my mood for the rest of the day.

For the rest of the week.

For the rest of the week. For the rest of the month.

I'm fighting the biggest battle of my life.

It's been years and I haven't won.

It's been years and I haven't won. It's been years and I haven't lost.

It's been years and I haven't won. It's been years and I haven't lost. It's been years.

When will this end?

I'm happy.

I'm happy. No, ecstatic.

It's after midnight.

Everyone is asleep but I'm wide awake full of joy.

What made me happy?

Good question.

Nothing made me happy.

Nothing made me happy. Nothing.

What to do with all this energy?

Over think.

How am I angry, paranoid, and joyful all at the same time?

Is this was madness feels like?

I don't have control over my mind.

Someone else is controlling it for me.

I am nothing but a puppet to my own mind and body.

I'm losing my mind.

No, I'm not.

Yes I am.

No I'm not.

Yes I am.

I can't hear myself think.

I hear other voices thinking for me.

I just want this to end.

I walk to my closet and search.

These voices won't stop arguing.

If no one can help me win this battle, I'll do it on my own.

I found it.

My journal.

The only one who knows what's going on in my mind.

The only one who knows what's going on in my mind. The only one who knows what I'm feeling.

The only one who knows what's going on in my mind. The only one who knows what I'm feeling. The only one who has been there for me since this battle began.

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