If I can't find a way to begin, can I begin at the end?
Every time I feel like I'm coming to a stop,
it becomes a mirage and I lose sight.
I lose hope.
I lose sleep.
I lose any and all desire to continue.
What's the point of living in a circle?
It no longer makes me feel safe, and it no longer comforts me.
I have all new surroundings that change with time,
but I'm still the same.
I feel like a hamster in a ball, running, but instead of running for fun,
I'm running from fear, and running before I can be run from,
and running because there's nowhere to go
besides this cursed circle, I'm stuck in.
I am filled with dread.
You know that joke about removing your makeup
and losing five pounds?
I'd lose 15 if I could remove the dread after a long day.
My insecurities take up over half of my body.
Look closely, you'll see what I'm talking about.
I talk in circles, finding different ways to say the same thing,
and my mind doesn't really have a beginning or an ending.
I change like the seasons on fast-forward.
Some days, I am run by the turbulence of my heart,
and others, I am barely a human.
There's not a lot of stability in my life -
the main constant I have is my mental illness -
she keeps me grounded. (she puts me in the ground.)
It doesn't just affect me.
A tornado never just affects one person.
My mental illness sings her own tune,
and I learned to teach others to sing along.
(What fun is the fire burning in me
if I don't risk everything catching ablaze?)
She can change and alter memories
to the point that I can't remember how they really happened;
she can change my mind before I can blink;
she tricks me into thinking heroes are villains and vice versa.
She lives in the shadows of my brain -
you are what surrounds you -
and covers me with blankets of doubt and anxiety when I am cold.
She causes the definite's to feel like maybe's
which causes me to split.
Yes or no, I'll choose if you pick incorrectly.
I change like the seasons on fast-forward, but I never truly change.
If I can't find a way to end this, can I end with the beginning?