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  Nov 2016 Alias
Michelle Fotopoulos
Feeding the little thoughts
The doubts
The dreams I'm lucid in
But for a second they wrap around me
They grasp me with their warm hands
Tell me there's more
More to this
Something magical could happen
If you just wake up and run

And I believe it
In moments of anger
On days I'm misunderstood
I believe it
When I feel stuck

Feeding the little thoughts
Giving them characters and stories
Taking away from my own reality
To fuel this dream

And I'm sinking
Sinking ship
I feed these thoughts
And you reach out
And you save me
Every time
  Nov 2016 Alias
uzzi obinna
You want a good life but you remain the same,
Your wings are broken with only you to blame,
Do not let the light in you go dim,
Life is not as hard as it may seem

The heavens and the earth was made for you,
The dreams put inside of you can see you through,
So do not cry but do what angels do,
Picking up pieces and making them new;

There is a peaceful place in a strong man's heart,
There is always hope for the one who dares to start,
One day you will rise above this estate,
you will have your rightful place in due date,

Do not allow your emotions hold you down,
Get prepared to put on your wedding gown,
Sail in the boat of wisdom to the glorious future,
And taste only the wine of knowledge which is pure,

Dance in the night beneath the moon lit sky,
When the morning comes tomorrow you will fly,
And many will gather around to render applause,
To the champion who rides on victory's horse.
An encouragement to all
  Nov 2016 Alias
Ann M Johnson
Memories they linger on the recesses of my mind
If you could see them some are sweet some are bittersweet.
Some vie for attention turning into dreams at the end of the day.
Some like to play and fill my mind with daydreams at the start of the day.
Memories seem to have so much power.
Is that because I give them so much because I don't want to lose touch,with those I have loved both past and present?
I want to continue living life and collecting more pleasant memories and live life more fully.
  Nov 2016 Alias
Silver Lining
When something happens in my life-
I tend to make it worse.
Dig myself a deeper grave.
Maybe it's self sabotage.
I get what I deserve.
  Nov 2016 Alias
Ethel Freestone
Depression isn't when you know
That everything around you
Is going wrong
and you feel sad,
Depression is when you know
That everything around you
Is going right
And you still feel you sad.
Alias Nov 2016
I saw when it started to hit.
We didn't go out much, you cried all day and never got out of bed.
You stopped cleaning, stopped waking me up for school , and stopped cooking.
But it really got bad when you started to lean on me.
I loved you so much, I just wanted you to be happy.
I did everything I could.
You cried on my shoulder every day.
You started taking medication to help but it just made you act crazy.
You turned mean. Emotionless.
You weren't my mom anymore.
You were a sick person that I had to take care of. Day in and day out. I started missing school because I was afraid you wold hurt yourself while I was gone...
You accidently doubled your medication once, I didn't know what to do. You were slurring your words and talking crazy.  You hated yourself and you hated the world. And I hated the world for making you like this. I just wanted you back. The real you.

I stayed strong. I cried when it all first started. After a while I decided I wouldn't cry anymore because it would make things worse on you. So I turned to stone. You would tell me I had no emotion and that I didn't care. But I cared more than you could ever know. It hurt me so much to see you like that, but I couldn't show it.
But now. . . I'm so afraid. It's been  eight years since i left home and you're doing so much better. I have a daughter of my own now. And my life has been great since those days.. But it's happening. My worst fear. I'm becoming you.
I can feel it. Hitting me, just like it hit you. I can't stop it and I've tried pretending I don't feel it. I don't understand.  I want it to stop, it hurts so much. I lack motivation, I cry all the time, I feel like someone else is controlling me. I'm beginning to hate the world and myself, just like you. Why is this happening? You did this to me! I was doing so good! I got married, had a baby, and made a life for myself! And you gave me this! You never should have leaned on me the way you did, you should have never made me your "rock"! I resent you. I don't want to be you. And now I don't want to be me. I can't do to my daughter what you did to me. But I can't stop it. I don't know how. I'm so sorry that you had to feel this way back then. I'm sitting sorry that you passed it on to me. . .
  Nov 2016 Alias
AD Snail
The silence has eaten away at me.
Everything is numb now,
My voice is no longer my shield or weapon.
I can't protect myself from this chill,
That consumes my body.

I am filled up with emptiness,
Putting on a hollow smile.

Its has become tiresome,
To keep playing this day to day game,
And keep up this mask from fallen down and showing even just a sliver of my true self.

My mouth is sew together,
Its not that I refuse to speak its just because I can't.
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