' 'fear' 'depression' Anxiety
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An internal betrayal, sure
Anger, sadness, hopelessness
An eternal spiral of these emotions
I boil over
Once again
What are days past
if not tombstones
how do i sculpt tribute
with these nothing hands
nobody cares about ghosts until they are salable
until they are stories
what it must feel like to be a story
Closing in all around me,a fear I can't describe.All shaky and confused,I think I'm going to die.
Words are stupid.
When I don't want words,
They won't go away;
When I need words,
They're never there.
I wish my brain had
an ON / OFF switch;
I wish I could tell myself
to just
Anxiety is like a rattlesnake. They are everywhere in the desert yet many rarely see them. We can tell when we get too close to them because they rattle. They rattle and rattle louder and louder.
Once upon a time
There was a girl and
When left alone in her head
She found a knife.
Once upon a time
a girl with a knife cut
patterns into her arms
Because as the blood ran
“Be wary of the sun, for it will melt your wings”
At least, that was what they said to me.
But, no one warned me of the perils ahead.
They promised a breeze and warmth on my cheek,
Mask
She wakes up everyday
She gets dressed and puts on her mask
She walks out the door and pretends to be happy
When really…
she's broken
Growing up is never easy
Inocence keeps on breaking
Using school to stay busy
But internally Im shaking
The world feels darker
So I put on a mask as my armor
But as I get older
Have you ever seen someone living a so called happy life
the next day that same person takes his own life
I guess that's what they meant by never judge a book by its cover
Beautiful on the outside but messy on the inside
All of the time I feel heartbroken
I feel like I have been put down
On the inside I always feel broken
It seems like I always have a frown
Fear is to tangles, no out-
Brain high, mired up.
Face HIGH, Breath HIGH, Thoughts HIGH-
When TALK, You Get TALKED.
Minus the Gratitude, Birth the MAD-
When sight Rich, comes the END of the BAD.
I’ve gotta get out
I can’t take much more of this
Can’t leave my own mind
I say I’m tired
Partially true, but also
Not everything
I've been suicidal, I've written the letter.
Stared at the pills praying to get better, but I didn't.
Lie after lie, hurt after hurt. This pain that I feel caused by someone I loved.
Truly alone in this moment.
Even if I'm not happy, Jesus will still be here.
God will still hold my hand when I'm filled with fear.
They still think I'm beautiful when I think I'm ugly.
Hopeless
Hopeless is how I felt.
In counseling with tears streaming down my face and no regard,
For my makeup smearing revealing I had lost any sense of grace.
Thoughts
Tick tock
Thoughts and thoughts
Tick tock
Heartbeat pounding
Tick tock
Lungs seizing
Tick tock
I’m not really sure how to start here
So I guess I’ll start with something like
Hi
My name is Jaime
I’m not really sure how to start here
So I guess I’ll start with something like
Hi
My name is Jaime
Fear was a word that followed the boogeyman
It described how I felt about zombies, and things beyond the imagination of man
But as I grew older those fears grew weak
I can't watch the sunsetbecause it hurts my chest
but I like the way the waves crash against the shoredragging it back down with the tide
