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john-white
john-white
57/M/Canada I suffer from Depression and Suicide Ideation. While medications and therapy have helped, writing for me is the best remedy. I have a blog with my full collection of poems: https://poppysmata.blogspot.com/
I want to live in my dreams in that nether place, I go when I'm completely still, where my mind wanders senseless in that moment without a future or past unbounded from all rhyme and reason, time and space, free from fate's determination. I just want to sleep the endless sleep and float instead of swim.
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Aug 24, 2024
Aug 24, 2024 at 3:26 PM UTC
I want to live in my dreams
I'm playing hide and seek with depression. I hide in the company of others only to be found when I'm alone.
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Aug 24, 2024
Aug 24, 2024 at 3:24 PM UTC
Hide and seek with depression.
I don't want to be awake anymore so I keep rehearsing my death. Ask for my plan and I will give you more detail than what you think is safe. Every night I pray for mortality; for a life that ends.
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Oct 10, 2021
Oct 10, 2021 at 11:35 AM UTC
Insomnia
I set a goal for myself, to write one word today, nothing ambitious or profound, just one word to start again, just one word to show the way. Believe.
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 9:31 AM UTC
Believe
Come sit with me for a while and I'll tell you your story. It won't take long. I've watched from afar and have stood by your side. I know all the details: the hollow dreams the heartfelt wishes the prayers the loneliness I'm the only one who understands; the only one who has shared your burden Come sit with me now. Share my blanket, throw it over your shoulders and melt into it's warm embrace. Soon it'll all be over. Your ears will rush then fall silent. Your thoughts will scatter then disappear. Your mind will clench and then relax and in that moment that very last moment, your story will end.
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 9:22 AM UTC
Your Story
If you were told you have to live your life all over again, without changing a single thing, would you be happy or sad?
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May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 9:20 AM UTC
If you were told
I was sorting my memories, from left to right, placing them carefully on each side of a scale. I was hoping to find a balance to settle my thoughts; an equilibrium that would calm my mind. But I soon discovered, my dark memories were much heavier than all the others, and my perspective was burdened by an unfriendly past. I wish I could just take all that melancholy and pile it high, all those failures, mistakes and betrayals, then strike a match setting fire to the darkness consuming it to dust, scattered and weightless. Only then would the scale tip back in my favour. Only then would my true memories be measured.
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Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 1:46 PM UTC
Measuring memories
It's how I feel, not who I am.
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Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
Depression
I want to feel worthwhile I want a peaceful mind that turns away from suicide. I want life to be my greatest accomplishment, not death.
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Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
I want to feel worthwhile
I save my life every day. Every morning I wake up and decide to live, even though my limbs are heavy and my mind stumbles, I still heave myself up, put my feet on the floor and stand
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Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 1:09 PM UTC
Every day