THE COLOUR OF MADNESS
A Blog About Living with Mental Illness
Empty
I wanna see the blood running down my arms
I wanna feel her poison drain away
I wanna plunge a knife deep into my shallow heart
Swallow pills until I fade away
There is a little girl,
hiding in a corner.
a broken soul,
nobody wants her.
Found a friend,
that grew into a monster.
There’s nowhere to run
now she’s gotcha.
She’ll torture you
you’ll call it nurture.
She’ll bury you,
you’ll applaud her.
She coulda thrown away your chains,
but you’d still’ve acted out the same.
You know your worth,
hang your head in shame.
They’re giving up on you,
you deserve all the blame.
Nobody knows,
what you have done to get this way.
Nobody knows,
you’ll never be the same again.
Hold your gun
Stroke your hips
Flood your lungs
Sew your lips
Self destruct
You will commit
Lose your mind
Find your wits
Take control
Until it fits
Let it go
Don’t swallow it
Make a pact
Now honour it
And throw yourself,
Into the emptiness
She knows you’d sell your soul,
to pass this test
You’re in shadows reach,
and she’s just taking bets
When will you fail?
When will you forget?
How long until you drown,
In this sea of regret?
Did you even know, you were playing
against the Gods?
It was still a numbers game,
but with greater odds
And when you first fed the beast?
You’d already lost.
Then you doubled down,
but to what cost?
She doubled down too,
and you fucking lost
I wanna see the blood running down my arms
I wanna feel her poison drain away
I wanna plunge a knife deep into my shallow heart
Swallow pills until I fade away
Hold your gun
Stroke your hips
Flood your lungs
Sew your lips
Self destruct
You will commit
Lose your mind
Find your wits
Take control
Until it fits
Let it go
Don’t swallow it
Make a pact
Now honour it
And throw yourself,
Into the emptiness.
Go tell yourself another lie,
wrap your tingling fingers,
around your tiny thighs.
Stroke the cage that holds your heart tonight,
and remember her as you say goodbye.
Because nighttime is coming,
and you’ve made your bed.
No more pretending,
she wants you dead.
And she’s coming for you,
just like they always said.
She’s hungry for blood,
and she’s under fed.
She’ll grind your bones,
to make her bread.
Then she’ll slip into the shadows,
with no regrets.
And laugh at you,
as the earth turns red.
You can’t slay the beast,
until you too are dead.
You cant slay a beast,
inside your head.
I wanna see the blood running down my arms
I wanna feel her poison drain away
I wanna plunge a knife deep into my shallow heart
Swallow pills until I fade away
Hold your gun
Stroke your hips
Flood your lungs
Sew your lips
Self destruct
You will commit
Lose your mind
Find your wits
Take control
Until it fits
Let it go
Don’t swallow it
Make a pact
Now honour it
And throw yourself,
Into the emptiness
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THE COLOUR OF MADNESS 
Fuck,
I was going and you write this,
Goodbye sister sounds so remiss,
You choose to bite off your nose,
Well, I’m sorry to say,
The point your making,
Has flown,
Right passed you,
Empty is a Colourful place,
Of Grace,
Of Clear Light,
Of Secret, Serene Delight,
There is no worry,
There is no fear, or panic,
No bags of shite,
I call to your little sister,
In no more corners hide,
Washed up in nothingness,
A place on the way,
Can cause distress,
Can create true flight,
Hang on,
In there,
It’s a temporary stop over,
Grace is insight,
Tell the Colours of your tale,
In the clear light of emptiness,
It is nothingness that fades,
Colours, by their essence, always prevail,
In such madness,
Illusion will grasp,
Illusion will clamber,
Illusion will whisper and tell you such tales,
Of abjection,
Of out right dejection,
But, please, little sister,
Raise your objection,
The journey’s not done,
The untying of knots between Nothing and Empty,
Just begun.
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