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 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Brian Hoffman
I woke up to this rainy April day.
Thought I'd hear the birds chirping, but all I hear is rain.

I try to roll out of bed, but I feel so drained.
Why oh why am I in so much pain.

My dogs barking at these men they are fixing our stove, but yet I still feel blank and kinda cold.

Today is just like any other day because of this dreary dark rain.

It keeps me in my depressive state.
When can I have a clean slate?

I'm laying on the couch not wanting to shower. The rain falls as time passes by the hour.

I make breakfast and decide to clean, but then something inside me stops me.

Could this rain not want me to break free? Could all this pain just be inside controlling me?

I'm losing my control of things I need something to change. But I can't do anything because of this lousy rain.

I finally get myself into the shower the rain pours and maybe just maybe will bring me May showers.

I do myself enjoy flowers, but as of now the rain falls and all my petals come off faster and faster by the hour.

While in the shower I feel the warmth cleanse me, but I do not feel all that clean.

The anxiety, depression and mood swings like to daunt me. Like a hopeless child everything seems to taunt me.

When when will I be fully happy?

This endless cycle like the rain in April you'd think would put one at ease. Oh unfortunately not for me.

Steadily I break and lose all my leaves like the giving tree.

But unlike the tree I have been given such grief. Will my chaotic mind ever set me free? Will it ever let me be me?

Will the depression disappear? Will this anxiety finally stop running through me like a tease? **** these god awful mood swings.

I need to find myself some inner peace. Maybe once the sun is near I'll light up, glow and cheer joyfully.

But will that actually make me satisfied and happy?

Will I get rid of the depression and anxiety? Will my mood swings tilt and shift or unravel inside of me? Will I ever be fulfilled and find happiness?

Will the pictures on the walls of my house look like art and less of a mess? These feelings have always found their way inside me controlling my stress.

Will these showers ever pass or when they eventually pass still have me feeling like this will always last?

I feel a breeze the rainy draft.
A gloomy April none the less.

When May comes will I still be feeling any of this?

But I guess for now as the rain falls down in April I wait for May to hopefully find myself again. Peaceful.
Depression Anxiety crummy weather
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Ashly Kocher
Please don't tell me I'm fat
I'm not pretty enough
I am who I am
Isn't that just enough?
I'm just one of the guys
But have the girl parts
Say what you want
But I'll keep dodging the darts
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Dechanteur
She's becoming wispy
Over things making her witty
Till the root hold her strong
Stand still the unshaken trunk.

While the wordplay games are vague
Searching for the unintended luck
God, help her grasp while she's trying to dive
As she behold the blue-sky thinking on the meaning of life.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Dechanteur
There there, little soul
Blaze with fire, harvest the cold
Under the shade of canopy
Shadowing overgrown trees.

Dandelion smiles
Roses flies
Daffodil cries
Peony arrives

A billion conscience neurons
Meandered through the sulci and gyri
A brilliant universe of all
The vast freedom of human mind.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Dechanteur
I plucked a yellow thought, unintentionally bloomed out of my mind and molded into a congealing paper crane. A single thought to believe that it would ethereal fly, for that was just a sanguine moment, it couldn't last even in swift while. Impossible, yes, but I'm possible.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Dechanteur
There is an eunoia state of the mind, I will always dream of being. A peaceful soul within myself, who would stop questioning everything that ever happened, the why and how. But it was a long time ago. A long time before everything seems less complicated. I realized, it is okay to be melancholic once in a while. It is fine for the people or yourself to be an overly sanguine. Live for the moment. If you see anyone who would get angry over things you are done, accept it for your better self, the things that we want to convey but it would be hard for letting ignorant engulfed you. Sorry is the minimal word to be given to anyone who might want or not wanting to hear it. A deep conscience, connecting all of our neurons trying to understand the every minute of life, since we were born pure out of the mother’s womb to the growing bones and flawed skin we carry within. I still hope, the eternal exist. Eternally living, the dreams you ever thought of.
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
SøułSurvivør
PLEASE PRAY FOR A LADY I KNOW! THE ENEMY IS ATTACKING HER FORCEFULLY!
HER NAME & LOCATION IS UNIMPORTANT. AS ARE HER CIRCUMSTANCES. GOD KNOWS WHAT SHE NEEDS... JUST PRAY SHE WILL OVERCOME! *THANK YOU!
I won't be on site until my friend has victory!!!
I think i found the one
She is beautiful as a midnight sun
brighter than a flashlight, she is the one.
We laugh & kiss, we always having fun
She is sweet & expensive as red wine
She is priceless , indeed i won

Indeed she is the best one
She is my protecter , my hand gun
My guts never lets me down
If she is not the one , im done
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Jawad
A DREAM
 Apr 2017 Aurelia
Jawad
Nothing saddens my heart more
Than a dream, where you are not
Doing beautiful things, like
Shine
Smile
Dance
Sing
                                     ­      ...a love song.

Nothing aches my core harder
Than to wake up in the night
And not finding you there to
Kiss
Touch
Smell
Say
                               ...I’m sorry.


Nothing seems more unreal than
Starting my day without you
Being there to talk about
Life
Hope
How
Much
                                            .­..I need you.
Having her not in my life seems like a dream, whether I am sleeping, half-awake, or living my day.

In responding to valerie's prompt about dreams.
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