From 67bc44a1e09db573918c4e28582dec901f91f927 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: May Kittens Devour Your Soul Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2023 18:35:33 +0200 Subject: [PATCH] Create prozac-nation.md --- prozac-nation.md | 45 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 45 insertions(+) create mode 100644 prozac-nation.md diff --git a/prozac-nation.md b/prozac-nation.md new file mode 100644 index 0000000..91b92f4 --- /dev/null +++ b/prozac-nation.md @@ -0,0 +1,45 @@ +Prozac Nation. (From movie) + + +I feel his cold embrace... his sly caress. +Lying in my room for days on end. +Cold, dark, silvery. +I'm scared he'll take me back to the depths of my own twisted desire. +To a place I'm too afraid to go because maybe I'll never escape. +He's inside of me, where no one else has been. +In my dark and secret place. +I let him take me there, but then my fear returns. +I want him to stop. +How do you think it feels and when do you think it stops? +I don't want him in control. +I want him gone. +I want him not to exist. + + +I'm falling. +I can't even write. +Maybe it is all just scribble. +I don't really have anything original to say. +Writing can't save me. +How else can I escape from the demons in my head? +I want to explain to everyone how exhausted I am, even in my dreams. +How I wake up tired. +How I'm being drowned by some kind of black wave. +That I can't write. +But they don't really wanna know about it anyway. +What I want is for someone to understand, but they don't. +That's what makes the platitudes harder to bear. +All I see is the bad side of things. +I kill their joy. +I look at their sad, discouraged faces and I realise... +I'm the problem. + +I dream about all the things I wish I'd said. +The opposite of what came out of my mouth. +I wish I'd said +"Please forgive me. Please help me. +I know I have no right to behave this way?" + +How can you hide from what never goes away? + +Gradually, then suddenly. That's how depression hits.