A Diary From Noone

She spoke but no one heard, every scream seemed a whisper, and so she took pen to paper...

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Lend me you ears and hear me speak…

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YOU STRIKE ME WITH EVERY QUESTION MARK!!!!

Is it really appropriate to intimidate me?
To interrogate me?
I am being polite,
Trying to comply,
And somewhat realise,
That any help you may offer,
It will only work,
If I also help myself.
But when I say that your questions are to much,
Why do you pretend not to hear me?
On and on,
Probing,
Pushing,
Pulling,
Squeezing,
Shaking,
Triggering,
Beating out a response.
Like a tight knitted rope,
Doused in petrol,
Lit with fire.
You strike me with every question mark,
Repeatedly until you get some kind of answer!
The truth is…
I,
Just,
Don’t,
Know!!!
This notion does not seem to satisfy you,
So seemingly with annoyance,
You keep disturbing my rest,
Which is baffling to me,
As ultimately the more interruptions,
The less I will be able to process.
Many a new faces,
From all sorts of departments and places,
Parade in and ask me the same old questions.
I respond,
But in all truth,
I have no recollection of what I have said.
Every time you ambush me,
Instead of pushing,
Reasoning,
Explanations,
Accounts,
And recounts,
To the forefront of my head,
You push them back,
Deep down,
And I fear,
To the point of no return!
To you,
It is all about,
Text books,
Rules and regulations,
Case loads,
Just another name,
Another number to file,
All the while I am suffering,
And no one understands.
I don’t kick off,
Throw things around,
Swear,
And dish out verbal abuse,
Because that is not my nature,
But believe me,
I feel it all inside.
It may look like I am content,
Taking it all in my stride,
But read between the lines,
Communicate on my level,
Make it known that you understand,
Because thus far,
You have only weighed me down,
And without assistance very soon,
I know that I am going to drown!

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