Rhiannon

Rhiannon Apr 2016

Smile.

And then you told your Mother,
That you wanted to quite,
But she wouldn't accept it, no.
Perfect you must fit.

You're crying and your sister,
Tells you you're ok.
So you smile like she told you to,
As your inside decays.

Apr 2016

ryn

Hug

I wish for a hug...
One that lasts only mere seconds.
Yet could only mean nothing
but eternity.

I long for a hug...
One that finds me struggling,
and offers the line that'll hoist me up
so that the whims of the world
would simply fall away.

I yearn for a hug...
An embrace that grants me the briefest
moment of solace.
Amidst the clamour and chaos
that overwhelm.

I want a hug...
One that's unconditional.
One that'll just take me in, as I am.
One that wouldn't cringe
at the misfit of my bones.
One that wouldn't judge
if our heartbeats don't
thump in sync.

#hug #hellopoetry107

Rhiannon Apr 2016

Salt.

Should I be happy she's in love?
When he left me on a full moon and took all his stuff.

My friend boasts and gloats that she's happy,
Does she not have the slightest sympathy?
It's like she's saying "He left you for me look how happy we can be".

So I just stand back and stare,
The salt she rubs into my wound lingering everywhere.

Rhiannon Apr 2016

Messy

This house will always be messy,
There's no denying that.
Be careful the socks might bite you,
And no I didn't mean the cat.

Apr 2016

Shay

Nonsensical

You would tell me that Humpty Dumpty was well put together
if only you'd see the pieces of my life torn apart, hanging by a thin tether;

and you'd think to yourself that the Mad Hatter was very much sane,
if only you'd see the dark crevices and lunacy within my own brain.

#depression #illness #mental #fairytale #madness #mentalhealth #madhatter

Rhiannon Apr 2016

Tired.

Congratulations!
You're now a part of the grey.
Here's your certificate to state;
That you'll slowly decay.

Everything will seem fine,
But as soon as you get home,
You'll lock yourself away,
And destroy your phone.

Your hands will go numb,
Your voice will become weak.
You will not speak to anyone,
In almost three weeks.

Solitude will eat you,
Gnaw at your bones.
People will assume you're fine,
But it's not their life to suppose.

Rhiannon Apr 2016

Fed up.

When everything is numb,
And you can't comprehend,
The difference between your worst enemies and your best friend.