(not a poem)
I don't think some people fully comprehend how bad Anxiety can be. Just saying or doing the simplest, stupidest thing could trigger it. And it only takes a second. You can tell me about how great my outfit looks and SNAP, it's there. He can start an argument with me and then apologies right away, but SNAP. It'll be there right away. And it truly *****... You feel like crying, you start shaking, it feels like your lungs are collapsing, you feel faint and nauseous and your heart feels hollow, you can't see anymore - everything is pitch-black even in broad daylight - and you clam up.

(still not a poem)
Sometimes it gets to a point where I can't hear anything. Not even the static on the radio. Every little thing can push me over the edge. Make that bomb start ticking a little faster. Make me think that I'm going to have another attack. And it hurts... And it doesn't help if you have this constant voice in your head - this constant Thing trying to basically take over your mind.
It's no joke.
Depression is no joke.
Bipolar is no joke.
Having a split-personality is no fun.
Mix all of those elements together for days and nights on end.
No longer something to make fun of is it?
I wish people were more aware of what having Anxiety and other "disorders" implied.

It has been a while since I've written poetry here
and thats because I loved a boy
Who didn't love me

He was selfish
but I was selfless in loving him
and he took advantage of that
even if he wasn't really trying to

He made me a playlist of songs
romantic connotations and all
to speak his mind from what he's scared to say
But he didn't actually say the words
so I couldn't claim he had

Sometimes I wonder if it was all in my mind
or in my heart
was it even real for him at all?
I told him I didn't want to be a second choice
He said I wasn't
But then why are you still wanting the other girl that dumped you 6 months ago when you've been seeing me for 5?

Even now I am still writing poetry about him
and I don't know if he even thinks about me now
It has been 12 weeks since we've talked
But I've seen him in my dreams
I wish they were real
and my heartbreak was not

Something is missing in our conversation.
Is it the trust that you lost in me?
Something has changed in our relation.
Don't you notice or don't you wanna see?

There was a spice before which is now gone.
The words now seems totally fake.
There was something that's why we used to cling to the phone.
Will you please tell me what's bothering you for God sake?

I know the fault was mine but see I came back.
Now all I want from you is to forgive me please.
The future of our relation seems totally black.
If you want I'll apologize by bending on my knees.

I know it's hard but could you please become the same?
I don't like this new & bad change in you.
I know it's not like some kid's game.
But the words between us seems very few.

I think the words
Rest in peace
Should be said
To the living,  
Not the dead.

Merit to the broken and battered bodies
That are home to beautifully crafted souls .
The cracks in vessels that are refuge to
Spirits that long to see the light behind
unfamiliar mosaics .

My heart bleeds
For the trees
We cut
For us
For metro and highways
To join the global race
Of frantic

Helpless I throw
These words into space
Pray for natures’s grace
and
Forgiveness

I wonder
if our children’s children’s children
Will tell their
children’s children’s children

Once upon a time on Earth
There were trees
birds and bumble bees

You can see them even now
In the prehistoric 2-D movies