TheShyPoet001
18/M/South Africa
Just want to express myself and my daily struggles. A lot of musicians/poets explain depression/anxiety in these ways which articulate our thoughts so well, and I would like to hopefully do that for someone else struggling with something in their life.
If we lived loud enough
To silence the voice of reason
And wore our true colors
To show who we truly are
Our soulmates would glow
Like rays of sunshine
Calling us to come home
And our dreams would be realized
Faster than we can take it all in
We would meet lovers and friends who will never leave us
And see the world for what it truly is:
A mixed bag of heroes , liars , angels and demons.
Jul 26, 2019
Jul 26, 2019 at 7:27 PM UTC
There’s something in me that wants to destroy me
A voice that works to punish without reason
A hand that is brought down undeservedly on an innocent conscience.
A cane that leaves ****** lines across my mind
As it beats the positivity into submission
And a spear which impales my confidence
Like a soldier would do to its enemy.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 2:47 PM UTC
The mirror is my enemy
It shows me things way before I am prepared to accept them
And forces me to stare at a creation I deem inadequate.
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 2:49 PM UTC
Saying my name leaves a sour taste in your mouth.
Your hazel eyes burn at the site of this shadow you wish you never recognized.
But I still ache to feel your guiding hand
And hear your calming words.
I still feel your warmth,
Long after you’ve left me in the freezing cold.
I wait everyday for that warmth to return,
Hopeful that I won’t spend another night aching to feel a sense of belonging.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 7:58 AM UTC
If I let you peek inside
The dark room called my heart,
Would you run from the faces
And blood on the walls?
Would you hide from me?
From the fear of being engulfed
By the emotional flames
which consume me
Daily?
Mar 2, 2019
Mar 2, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
Behind this smile,
Lie puddles of regret,
Flowing into a river of melancholy,
Washing into an ocean of self loathing.
As my aspirations float down this stream,
They become soaked in doubt,
Until eventually,
they are so fragile,
That I’m convinced I have no choice but to abandon them,
And watch as they slowly sink down
Till I cannot see or feel them anymore.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 11:21 AM UTC
Elsewhere another weeps hopelessly
At the loss of love as strong as mine
Another back too is sliding down a wall
As lovers waltz carelessly in the garden of laughter
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 11:09 PM UTC