LJ Idol Week 3: Brushback Pitch

[i_love_freddie]

Darkness closing in... lights flash and colours swirl. Faces peer from the walls, mouths open and closing. I look away and they are gone. They whisper but I can barely hear the words. Taunting... teasing...

I see things; random things. A tree where there shouldn't be one. A spider, crawling over my skin. A shadow, a person standing in the corner of my room, hovering over me at night.

I look in the mirror and see a face that is not my own. My hands look odd, strange, as though they belong to someone else. Blood trickles down my arm - I can feel the warmth.

Time moves too fast; or stands still. Minutes feel like seconds, whole days disappear in a flash. Evenings drag on, eternal.

Being outside is hard. People are looking - are they whispering about me? Reading my thoughts? It feels as though everyone is out to get me, hurt me. I don't know who can be trusted, who might be lying.

What is truth? I have no idea what is real and what is in my head. I am trapped in a nightmarish reality - but is it a nightmare of my own creation?

Or just reality?


(Footnote: The prompt is very loose with this one, but this is my reality at the moment, the reality of the struggle with active psychosis with no professional support)

Comments

[dmousey.livejournal.com]

If you haven't a support system- go to the emerg. room. You may have to stay a few days, but they will give you dx, meds, and referral for psychiatrist. Many states now have grants for mental health patients- I recieved my mental healthcare here in NJ- through just such a system. You pay on a sliding scale based on income. If you're not from the states, I'm sorry.

Anyhoo- thanks for sharing this. Hugs and peace~~~D