Daily poetry from every shade of my mental health
"Just make sure you tell my family it's okay, I'm sorry. But it's too late, I'm sorry. So much weighing on me. I don't wanna live to see another day, I'm sorry. But I can't stay, I'm sorry. So much weighing on me." -Joyner Lucas, I'm sorry I don't miss you To miss you, I'd… Continue reading Release Me
https://youtu.be/8T0Hbkriv-Q They don't notice me I live life so lowkey Alone but not so lonely Still, wont anyone ever come and hold me? Nobody wants to pay attention till I'm sittin wrist slit A victim of something hidden They wont care till I'm dead then the whole town is my best friend talking on what… Continue reading Poem: Is Goodbye to Me that Easy
I'm not saying these two (depression and addiction) go together--but there does seem to be a painfully in-your-face relation between the two in my life. So, I've been blogging for over a year now. A year and a half? Over 200 posts, and in each, I've been incredibly open--bringing to light sensitive and personal matters… Continue reading Depression and Addiction
How do you sleep in meadows and pink skies yet live with ghouls and cycled cries How do you stomp red roses and lilies then plant new seeds hoping for twice the beauty You buy a house on top of a mountain then watch the view from behind glass You buy a new phone with… Continue reading Poem: I now Pronounce you, Husband and Wife
A piece of poetry
Hey I'm so sick of this world Sick of falling in love with the wrong girl Coz I always fall so hard Hit the ground and I'm left with a broken heart Hey I'm sick of listening to time No matter how hard I try, Im always left behind I'm sick of feeling pressure like… Continue reading Poem: The Pretend Me
Sometimes, we have to go back and rewrite the ending we originally thought was perfect...
I don’t deserve your heart so please stop giving it to me Wrapped up so neat with a stunning red bow on top I’m an addict a thief I’m a murderer who watches the world bleed without a wonder I’m a black sheep In a portrait-perfect family I’m the air over a funeral I’m the… Continue reading Poem: Please, Stop Loving Me
For me there is nothing quite like night When the black sky is open wide and the glowing moon lends just the right amount of light I stare up An out of this world sight Memories oh memories They flood my mind As a kid back at Grandma's in her lap I'd sit as she… Continue reading Poem: Lullabies at Grandma’s
I don't quite know how to start this post. so many different routes to take, but I feel like this (whatever I'm doing) isn't the right way. I could start by talking about happiness and how we all have our different takes on the enigmatic term... I could talk about how life's too short to… Continue reading Why I’ve Chosen to Restart my Whole Life
