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Haley Buckholt Jun 2020
Take a stand do not back down,
If you don't see the problem take a look around.
Open your eyes to what's been in our face for years,
I will never understand your pain or everyday fears.
But I stand beside you with eyes full of tears.
The color of our skin should not determine whether we live or die,
The color of our skin should not separate you and I.
Our world is sick and I'm praying for a cure
So that people of all colors can walk the streets feeling secure.
People are dying by the very people there to protect us,
This is Injustice and I pray this will connect us.
Black, white , purple or green,
Let us all come together and show up to the scene.
We can become one and spark a change,
Heart to heart, hand to hand exchange.
The evil in the world makes my heart shatter,
When will you all understand that black lives matter?
I will never understand but I stand with you.
Haley Buckholt Jun 2020
Dark skies in the AM from two to four,
The only time I get to myself any more.
Blurry vision and a scattered thought,
Every moment, every memory I never forgot.
The games they play and the hearts that stay,
The friends I keep and the lack of the sleep.
Alone I sit alone I deal,
Alone I hurt alone I feel.
From two to four,
I sit and explore.
My head nodding my body wants to rest,
A troubled spirit constantly stressed.
Will I get better? Will I be okay?
People ask but do they care what I say?
The world's sound asleep as I lay awake,
Thinking of everything every single mistake.
Tears with the smokey cloud of vapor,
From two to four I pray to my maker.
I wonder if he even sees me,
Maybe i'm not clear enough to see.
A soul crying a certain tragedy.
One day at a time right?
Haley Buckholt Oct 2019
While everyone else takes a few steps I have to take a mile,
I'm just not myself and I haven't been in a while.
Sometimes I need a friend to be there,
Sometimes I need someone to really care.
When I get the courage to open up about how I feel inside I get left on read,
It may not be how you meant it but its like it doesn't even matter what I just said.
I'm really crying out for help but no one is hearing me,
This feeling I have daily is starting to put the fear in me.
I need someone to care enough to want to know why,
Why I'm always alone and why I always cry.
At the same time I don't want to bring anyone down to my negative state,
Honestly I don't know what's wrong with me or how to deal with everything on my plate.
I don't know how to ask for help cause I always handled things on my own,
All the right ways everyone else learned I was never shown.
I don't want to be the sad part of someone's day,
Because you are so happy I don't want to get in the way.
I don't know how long I can keep pretending to be okay.
I'm loosing my joy of doing things I used to love to do,
Like seeing my best friends or the dreams I wanted to pursue.
I feel like a bad friend I feel left out,
My voice is silent but inside I'm ready to shout.
I wanna be me I wanna be there.
Like I was before I became this empty shell of who I was not too long ago,
It's like the love I have for my friends and family it's hard to show.
It's like it's easier for me not to even go.
I don't even know how to explain myself and I don't wanna loose anyone,
I feel like people are giving up on me and I don't wanna be done.
My love hasn't changed for anyone except my love for me,
I'm trying so hard to ignore it that it's making itself louder to see.
I can't hide it any more I pray I don't stay this way,
I can't make any one understand by anything that I say.
All they can see is that I am not there,
Trust me it doesn't mean that I do not care.
I do more than anything I just can't show it,
Something inside isn't right and I know it.
This isn't me I'm not this girl who is absent with her friends,
I don't want to be the reason our friendship ends.
Who wants to be with someone who can't even enjoy their company,
Who wants to be around someone who makes them feel uncomfortably.
Most of the time I don't want people to be around me because I am miserable,
I don't like making people feel sad for me because what I feel is visible.
So I stay to myself praying someone makes me feel okay to not be okay,
Sometimes I pray for someone to help me open up with what I need to say.
Honestly I shut it off for so long I don't even know what that is any more,
I am just so confused on what to do and my presence has became a revolving door.
Please don't give up on me I need y'all the most right now, I really am trying,
I just need time to find the problem I'm having such a hard time identifying.
I go back and forth with wanting someone to listen,
Sometimes it's easier not having to talk about what's missin.
It's clear that I don't know what I need, space or a friend,
It's like I wouldn't even know where to begin.
I know I'm not there as much as I should be,
Please just give me time and pray for me.
Depression seems to have gotten the best of me lately..
Haley Buckholt Oct 2019
No I can't deal with this today,
No matter what I say,
What's the problem? Make it go away.
Everybody wants a yes person a yes man.
I used to think I could bless them in my plan,
The plan to make everything and everyone okay.
Even if it left me crying in bathrooms at night,
Just sitting there contemplating my ability to fight,
No I'm not okay, I'm not ******* alright.
I need a day without everything weighting me down,
I need a moment for self care, I need everyone to stop being around.
I don't mean to be rude I'm just trying to breathe.
All my dreams I've spent a lifetime learning to grieve.
I'm 29 years old and what is there to show for it?
I have nothing. I don't have a driver's license, I don't even own a car,
My hopes to becoming someone I'm proud of seems, so **** far.
I don't have my own place, I don't even own a **** bed!
Last thing I need, is some **** space in my own head!
I worry about you I worry about them but I never get to worry,.. about ME...?
I worry about that job, I worry about THE job,
I worry about it all.
But when I'm down, depressed, broken and drained.
Who worries about me?
Does anyone worry about me?
Maybe it's my state of mind and I'm too blind to see.
Sleep don't come easily and mornings come too soon
I fail I fail, no glory here, from where from whom?
A past that proves it defines me every chance I get to be free from it's embrace,
Every time I'm close to happy it stops me in my tracks and laughs in my face.
No job can trust, old wounds family bust.
I am changed, I am changing. To the world I'm still that girl in her 20s throwing her life away.
Maybe I am, look at the life I do have now
Do you see anyone that's willing to stay?
Look at my life now, do you see a happy person?
Cause in my reflection I see pain that's worsened.
Look at my life now, do you see any decent employers taking a chance on me?
At any place that doesn't have meals starting 15 dollars and the kids eating free?
Look at my life now, do you see a girl becoming who she truly wants to be?
Nah I don't recognize this girl in the mirror I see.
Nah this girl... couldn't be me...?
Look at my life and tell me what you see
Yeah maybe I am this girl,
and maybe it will always be me.
Oooh boy depression at it's finest and over compensating for other people's happiness. That's what's going on here. I'm working on it, you know, about putting everything and everyone before me. Yeah I'm working on it...
Haley Buckholt Sep 2019
Every day I'm fighting a battle within,
I'll try to explain but I don't know where to begin.
Mentally struggling with my mind and thoughts,
My heart races and my stomach stays in knots.
Everyone thinks I should just try more,
But I try every day just to pick myself up off the floor.
They don't understand me, it's hard to explain,
My every day struggle of just trying to feel sane.
Motivation has vanished from my spirit,
My cry for help, no one seems to hear it.
Emotional scars blind to the naked eye,
The only one who can see it is me, myself and I.
How can you explain what you can't see?
When it's all too real, deep inside of me.
I feel trapped inside a hell storm,
Unable to get back to the societies norm.
Explaining the battle within myself is almost ineffectual,
I might as well leave it to your intellectual.
Hoping that you understand to the fullest,
The pain that hits my spirit like raining bullets.
Haley Buckholt Sep 2019
I don't know how I got here
Back in this head space
I tried to avoid it so many times
Yet I'm right back at the same place.
I don't want to fail
I don't want to break
I don't want to do something I'll regret
I don't want to make a mistake.
My days are slow
They are painful
I don't know how much time I have
I don't know how to be thankful.
Peaceful sleep never comes any more
Smiles don't brighten my eyes
I feel hopeless and stuck in the lows
Searching for the highs.
No I don't mean drugs
I mean the moments when I breathe
When I'm not stuck
Full of sadness that begins to seethe.
Bright stars I do not gaze
Friends I do not call
Never in my life
Have I ever felt so small.
I can't fix the problems I own
All the best parts of me
I've seemed to outgrown.
I don't want to gain
I don't want to loose
For all I can do is be still
In life I won't have to choose.
I'm not okay
I'm not alright
I am tired
I don't want to fight.
"Get up!" I scream inside
But I can not move an inch
As if I'm stuck in a nightmare
In need of a pinch.
This is not real
I have to move
Nothing's going to change
Nothing's going to improve.
All the space of life
The pain begins to take up
I can't stay this way
I have to wake up.
Ever have those dreams where your half awake and can move? That's what depression and bipolar lows feel like to me. Like I can't breathe or move. Like I'm in a nightmare I can't escape. Sometimes you have to force yourself to move. Force yourself to wake up. Nothing changes if nothing changes. Something I'm still struggling with.
Haley Buckholt Sep 2019
Why is it when you speak, I listen to what is said,
But when I speak my truth, I get left on read.
All these games, they starting to **** with my head.
What happens to our love, if it never gets fed?
I don't wanna think about mornings without you,
I don't wanna think about nights without you,
Honestly, really, I don't wanna think thoughts about you.
Yet I do every single day it's you, I crave,
My friends saying it's okay to leave, be brave.
It's not so easy, ugh it's not so easy to walk away,
Without ever getting the chance, to speak what I need to say.
So listen you hurt me. You hurt me so deep,
What we used to have, I thought was ours to keep.
We don't connect any more, we don't agree,
Right or left? One, two, or three?
Maybe something more simple, like you and me?
One foot in and one foot out,
Seems to be what your all about.
I need communication,
I need contentment,
****, I just need some **** commitment.
We're not in highschool, we are not children,
If your not all in, then what are we buildin?
Throw the games away, take away the rules,
Grow with me, stop listening to these fools.
Why do we have the same **** fight every **** day?
I've reached my limit, at this point I need a reason to stay.
Have you ever been in a one sided relationship? It can be exhausting. I'm too grown for that. Here's a piece I wrote about one of my experiences in the past, with someone who didn't seem to know how to.. grow up.. for lack of better words.
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