'depression' 'Pain' 'sadness' 'despair
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I live in ecstasy
These slumbers of selfish
These twisted scenes of melancholy
They stir an ire of passionate wish
Air is an acquired taste
That most want to breathe
But my own air is two parts heartbreak
One part grief
It burns my lungs
It burns my lips
It burns my tongue
Dear Depression
I hate the fact you give me the feeling of loneliness and oppression
I hate the fact you make me feel alone in a room full of people
I hate the fact in that same exact room I don't feel as equal
You say I'm delusional
To see the sky painted a constant grey.
You say I'm crazy
To not see my true self in the mirror.
You say I should be over it by now,
That my soft cries are growing old to your ears.
Dona Julia
Ama, I think of you everywhere I go.
I feel you in everything I am.
The darkness never fades away
It fills my soul and my heart
No more skies of blue, it's only skies of gray
Dragging on and on every single day
Bloodshot eyes and heavy limbs
The darkness never fades away
Why am I never enough?
Why can't I ever make anyone happy?
I'm constantly giving people my heart.
But even that’s not enough.
I can't ever do anything right.
I keep failing to make you happy.
On the outside she smiles
But really she is just done crying
She is the happy one, trying to save everyone else
But inside she is secretly dying
Dear Anorexia, Anxiety, and Depression: thank you. I am not thanking you for putting me through the worst parts of my life; I write this to thank you for making me stronger.
Can't you see I'm dying inside?
Can't you see the tears gathering in my eyes?
Can't you see the cracks in my mask? Why don't you see me for who I am?
Lost
Alone
Empty
Dear Stranger,
When did you pick up this letter?
Are my transcribed words faded from sea winds or even the sticky sands that acts like glitter?
I couldn’t sleep again last night
Demons plagued my dreams
Wearing faces of love and affection
One that you often see
Demons plagued my dreams
Whispers of I love you
I’ll never leave you
Dear Depression,
I beg of you to leave
this soul of mine to grieve
for I cannot take this pain no more
for it is difficult to restore
the happiness of before.
This pain is killing me
Dear Doubters,
I want to start first by saying thank you.
Because of you, I was able to find myself.
I found the person I had been searching for. I found the fight. I found the will.
Dear Doubters,
I want to start first by saying thank you.
Because of you, I was able to find myself.
I found the person I had been searching for. I found the fight. I found the will.
I can't see.
I
Can't
See.
My eyes,
Can't see anything.
God,
Why have you made me so blind?
Why can't I see
The beauty of this world?
Why have you dumped me
I have a friend.
My only friend, in fact.
He is always there for me
when the dark thoughts hit.
He is small, but
sharp.
His words have the capability to
kill.
In a world full of fakes,
I have run from fearsFor too many yearsNot knowing if you careBut say that, I don’t dare
With lies people spit outI am beginning to doubtI don’t know what to doWhen the hurt seeps through
Depression
is not beautiful.
Depression is the thing
that prevents me
from doing normal things.
Having normal sleep patterns,
was it easy walking out of the door
and leaving it all behind.
making everyone cry
as you did not say goodbye.
their hearts have so much pain,
but you left as quickly as you could.
I open myself to pain, I invite
suffering to rest within my bones
heartache to fortify my chest
misery to pool in the hollows beneath my eyes.
Can you hear the cracking of my ribcage
as it makes way
for
"You're not a parasite", I try to convince myself
However, this facade will not work forever.
I become too attached to people
Slowly I start living off that person like a host
I am bothersome; I am selfish.
He loomed from the depths of hell
He swam from the ends of the earth
He screams,
He dies,
He trails me,
He is darkness
don't go in there.
don't enter that dark and scary place
once you enter, you may never leave
it is a place that shows you every catastrophic outcome possible
I am nothing.
I am someone
That people have forgotten.
That is my life.
And now,
I watch it go,
Fade away.
I’ve been here before.
At a time where I promised myself that from this point on it would be different.
My mistakes and failures were enough to carve a lesson deep within my flesh.
A souless being
With a growing,
Misunderstood heart
Trying to beat the dark
Trying to reach the light
Avoiding the toxicity dragging him down
Just beating away the comments yet soaking them in.
And so she walked away from herself
She put that part of herself in a box and buried it deep
She saw that part of her soul, kissed it, and walked away
Life began with me crawling on the floor, steadily i started to stand up
I lost hope and confidence and could never find motivation
I forgot who i am
Dim lights of the sky tried open up my path
Depression
Darkness swallows everything.
There is no feeling,
No sadness,
No joy,
Only a dark weight.
I look for some way to end it,
A way to get rid of the oppressive heaviness.
Once upon a time there was a wolf that lived in the forest
Everyone in town knew him and was terrified by his appearance
there she was
laid out on a dusty bed
still as a rock
sleeping because
the thoughts in her head
never seemed to stop
oh look, prince charming
handsome as ever
I don’t know how to start
To share what I feel
Or how to open up my heart
For you to reach out and heal
I don’t want a friend
I don’t want none at all
I don’t want your lending hand
-I hate my own art. I hate it with a passion. I can never get it right. But, when I die it will be loved by so many people just like famous artists before me.
-I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory
Is this where it gets me, on my feet, sev'ral feet ahead of me?
-I will keep quietYou won't even know I'm hereYou won't suspect a thingYou won't see me in the mirrorBut I crept into your heartYou can't make me disappear
She praises an image, the only beautiful she see's is in her pain. She writes her feeling on the page, giving her anger, her sorrow, her sadness a name and words to speak.
It's like drowning.
I've never felt
water filling my lungs,
but I have experienced
sorrow crushing my ribcage
breaking my soul
suffocating me
no matter where I go
no matter where I turn
I am grumpy.
I am grump at the world.
I sit there and wonder why i'm still alive?
Why did he choose me ?
Am i really lucky to be alive?
Or is this punishment from the god above the skies?
The world mirrors my reflection
I see my face everywhere I look
Windows, walls, and people
All wear my pale face
I see the light and wish to hide
Shadows and darkness are my friends
Here I lay,laying in the darkness.
Where no one can see me bleed,No one can hear me scream.
Taking in the scenery,people pass without thinking
Maybe it is time,to let them see
Monsters of the night,
they haunt me.
They want to kill.
Their blood lust transfers,
I am the victim.
Rage and pain fills the once whole heart
The blood lust is now mine
I want to kill
Sometimes I wish,
Out loud or in my head
That this was just,
A horrid nightmare.
A nightmare that is way too long,
And way too heart breaking.
Sadly this isn’t a dream or nightmare,
And there were days where I was jealous of the moon,
For she heard the cries and the secrets that spilled from your bloodstained lips,
I felt it.
I felt the way he looked at me,
Like he knew the words he would say would cut me and bleed me out.
I saw it.
The way he caressed my face and the way his eyes had lost their gleam.
I can be a far greater nightmare than you could ever imagine
But that has not always been the case.
I was always the queen but snow added the EVIL to my name
For Curt.
His eyes were an offset blue,
Identical to the unyielding forces
of the tempestuous sea and the
churning influence of the clouds.
Or were they an unpolished silver,
With no talent, no money, no help
I strive to be successful
I have the drive to reach all my potential
But never once the bright shining star
I only attempt to be good enough
You might have said once that you were never going to break your promises
Or you were never going to stop caring
Or you were never leaving my side
Or you were never going to stop loving me
There’s a Stranger in the mirror
Unclear and hiding
Who it is I fear
And why is she crying?
Soft drop falls
From her blue eyes
A voice behind her calls
Is it she I despise…
Sad depressed people all around
Some are happy others are down
My grandpa always sad
It just made me feel all around bad
He locked the room all the time
She's spent hours staring into space
with no thoughts in her head.
She's spent days clinging to words
They say words can't inflict pain
But time and time again she looks into the mirror
Once lived a a young womenShe had stringy hair of gold that hung so delicately from her bony, pale white shouldersShe was a mystery, from top to bottom
No matter how hard i try to conceal this shame.I can’t silence the echountil I know the sourcefrom which it came.It emanates from close by.Yet this source of the soundconveys a meaning I don’t recognize.What does it mean?“The only value you find i
Trapped on an island and rotting inside
The world is cruel and I despise
The raft I built is standing strong
It has to get me to where I belong
The fish are leaving so I must too
The dark in the light is not viewed often
Like a friend’s funeral with an open coffin
Not many will look but those who do
Will take a glance and walk on through
No one wants to see the pain that comes
They take so much and never give back
I feel as though we are under attack
My home my family now all gone
I cannot even sing my pretty songs
Running away from those who take
My Favorite Place
Taylor N
Many other’s favorite places lie,
They make it seem as if things will never go wrong.
Like when it’s warm outside,
Find it in yourself, to breathe and shout, scream and bleed, to break free. Though when all goes to doubt, bring yourself to see what it really means to be dead and gone. All those sins and lies you hold in your heart was for nothing. all those
Drip Drop
The blood pools at the wound
Drip Drop
The wound weeps crimson tears down my leg
Drip Drop
The pain is intense
Drip Drop
It’s really nice to see you again, though you are wallowing in self pity
I could smell the alcohol from the driveway as you sauntered your way in through the door
My body is paper.
I fold myself to what you need
Scribble pretty words on myself
So that you’ll think I’m
Pretty
Smart
I am like a raindrop full of pain.Falling out of the skybecause my life was just a lie.Spinning to the groundwithout making a sound.I knew my life would never last.So now I think of my pastas life around me goes flying past.In my eyes goes memorie
