Is anybody out there
Is anybody out there
Please come and find me then
I'm lost in the wildernesses
I'm just filled with bitterness
Left to fend for myself
That's a problem in itself
Can't keep going it has to stop
I'm just about ready to drop
Medication to keep me quiet
Like the bipolar me would cause a riot
Sitting quietly like a mouse
Secluded to just one room in my house
Haven't seen the outside since god knows when
My room has become my safe pen
Alone to fester on how I feel
But I have problem believing what is real
Reality has become a blur
When I talk all I do is slur
Sleep is a thing of the past
Nighttime is the most dangerous part
8 hours of silence in the dark
The deathly silence leaves its mark
8 hours of twiddling my thumbs
8 hours until morning comes
The day begins as the last one ended
Normality for now is suspended
Morning comes and so do the jitters
I'm just walking through revolving mirrors
1 week until they decide
On if I will live or if I will die
Will they help to make this stop
Or will they just leave me to drop
Day by day is how ill take it
They say you have to fake it to make it
So that's what I'll do to get to the end
Any help before would be a god send
The noise in my head has turned to static
The voices make me sound dramatic
The hallucinations are getting worse
And that is how I'll end this verse
Is anybody out there
Please come find me then
I'm lost in the wildernesses I can't get free
Please will someone come and find me
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