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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 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.
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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...
Thank you and well done for continuing to write and share your poems. I hope writing is helpful for you. If anyone wants to talk about anything, please know we are all here for one another. I am really glad this is a safe and supportive space for writing
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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.
I can see the emotions behind it and honestly, it's comforting.
*Trig warning*
Darkness
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.
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
I’m not quite awake,
Still held in a foggy state,
Like drifting from reality to outa space.
Wondering between the lines of real and fake,
Where the world keeps spinning
And the face of time escapes.
I lose myself... to this empty place.
Where feelings get taken,
And minds get broken.
Where the darkness and confusion thrive on pain,
Until nothings left but an empty chain.
So please… just walk away,
Because I'm fighting enough as it is today.
Thank you and well done for continuing to write and share your poems. I hope writing is helpful for you. If anyone wants to talk about anything, please know we are all here for one another. I am really glad this is a safe and supportive space for writing