I’ve experienced it all, and experienced it all alone. I’ve always found poetry to be a good stress relief. If nobody else understands me, the paper always will. Thank you for you time, I am open to all feedback and criticism.
I’ve experienced it all, and experienced it all alone. I’ve always found poetry to be a good stress relief. If nobody else understands me, the paper always will. Thank you for you time, I am open to all feedback and criticism.
I was 12 the first time i had thoughts
Laying in bed staring at the moon nightlight on the wall
Wondering if should do it or not
I was 17 when the thoughts came back
Blame it on the loneliness, maybe because dad died
But everyday was another anxiety attack
I was 22 when the thoughts beat me once more
The assault, the betrayal, the loneliness, the pain
Its like I was unable to move, ...
Earthquakes no longer feel so foreign to my body
My mind shifts like the plates
My mind
My bones
My skin
Everything is changing
Everything is falling
The damage is done
I try to rebuild
The shifting starts again
More violent
More intense
More devastating
How do you build a solid foundation on cracked ground
How do you plant a garden in contaminated soil
How do you fix something that Go...
Earthquakes no longer feel so foreign to my body
My mind shifts like the plates
My mind
My bones
My skin
Everything is changing
Everything is falling
The damage is done
I try to rebuild
The shifting starts again
More violent
More intense
More devastating
How do you build a solid foundation on cracked ground
How do you plant a garden in contaminated soil
How do you fix something that Go...
It’s been 5 years now
I look into the mirror and I see you
Im a version of myself I’ve never seen before
Lifeless, empty, sad
Grief strikes, I go and look at the most recent photos of you and you look like me
Lifeless, empty, sad
I look at older pictures and we look nothing alike
You’re happy, your eyes shine, your smile is genuine
What happened to you?
How did i not notice?
Was I so caugh...
I’d like to think that anyone is capable of feeling happiness
A feeling that merely pleases, an outward expression, a smile on your face that fades away
A stranger gives you a compliment on your new jacket
The morning air is crisp and you have a warm blanket over you after a great nights sleep
A strangers dog runs towards you in the park, smiling as if he’s known you his entire life
That’s happ...