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  • DistractionDistraction Noob ScotlandPosts: 308 The Mix Regular
    Thank you Lorry Truck, that means a lot to me <3
  • DistractionDistraction Noob ScotlandPosts: 308 The Mix Regular
    So if my childhood ever gets brung up, I get reminded that I was just a kid, I was 12 when I moved away from it all and that's suppose to mean I don't remember and that I'm not affected by it which makes me feel like I'm not suppose to be hurting over it, that I'm suppose to be fine.

    You were just a kid

    I was just a kid,
    Constantly being told to die,

    I was just a kid,
    Whose mother threatened suicide.

    I was just a kid who was trying to get by,

    I was just a kid trying to keep her mother alive,

    I was just a kid!

    A kid in the dark,

    A kid scared for her life,

    A kid who used knifes.

    Yes, I was just a kid

    And I fucking survived.
  • lovemimoonlovemimoon 🦋 Posts: 2,022 Boards Champion
    I love reading your poems, guys! <3
    I can see the emotions behind it and honestly, it's comforting. <3
  • DistractionDistraction Noob ScotlandPosts: 308 The Mix Regular

    *Trig warning*


    I used to be lost and scared,
    Searching for something far out there,
    But all I could see was darkness and smoke,
    Hissing in the distance and ready to revoke,

    I gave it some space just watching it float,
    Then it starts to get a little too close.

    It craws up my arms,
    And tightens my chest,
    It hushes my screams,
    And crushes my breath.

    The more I struggle the worst it gets.

    My vision goes,
    And my knees fall to the deck.

    I lay there thinking about what’s next,
    Oh, please just let it be death.
  • LorryTruckLorryTruck Definition of a mental mess and a certified lost cause :) EnglandPosts: 2,179 Boards Champion
    Dear Depression, regards from a broken soul

    Dear depression,
    From a broken soul
    You make me dig my hole
    Say I'll do as I'm told
    Say it's what I chose
    Say that that's my home
    You watched my life unfold
    You watched my mind froze

    Dear depression,
    Are you OK?
    Cause you are making me sad today.

    Dear depression,
    Is it a phase?
    Or will I always be trapped in this cage?

    Dear depression,
    What's it like in your head?
    Or am I forgetting that you need to be fed?

    Dear depression,
    I am sick of the suspense
    When can I stop building this fence?

    Dear depression,
    When do I get a break?
    Cause I'm working at 3 and the conditions aren't safe.

    Dear depression,
    When does this end?
    Because I know for a fact you were never my friend.

    Kind regards,
    A broken soul. xx

    The dark is the only place I feel like I belong...
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