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Kambry Wilson Dec 2014
I don't understand how people treat depression like a joke.
It isn't funny.
It isn't something small that someone can just "get over".

Depression is a very serious and very real mental condition.
It isn't okay.
People who suffer from this condition aren't suffering for attention.

These people spend every day of their lives trying to overcome it.
Is it still funny?
They don't get the privileges other people get.

They wake up each morning wishing life would end.
Is it still okay?
When will humanity come into play so we can get some respect?
Just feeling really down right now...
  Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
Francie Lynch
You and I
Are water and salt:
Needing one another
Separately,
To live,
But dying of thirst
If taken together.
  Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
Eman
Intangible like the scent of mist
                                           that was him
Delightful like a thoughtful gift
                                          that was him
Pure as the first tears of a child
                                           that was him
Provoking like revenge fantasies
                                           that was him
Sudden like catastrophies
                                          that was him
Enlightened like the city lights
                                           that was him
Honest like a father's vows
                                          that was him
Vivid like the colored crows
                                          that was him
Distinguished like the sun among all stars
                                         that was him
Detailed like the winter's sky
                                           that was him
The only man that made me cry
                                           that was him
I guess that was him.
Kambry Wilson Dec 2014
I said I hate you,
They said I didn't hate you,
I simply hated the idea of losing you.

Could that be true?
Could it be that small idea,
That keeps pulling me back to you.

I've been thinking,
Maybe they're right after all.
That in my head you're the only one I want.

But you hate me,
That's where the problem lies.
I wish you cared for me like I did for you.

So until you do,
I'll be here waiting.
I'd truly hate to lose you.
Kambry Wilson Dec 2014
I've thought about him a lot,
This certain boy.
On the outside he seems like the others,
But to me, he's so much more.
Maybe it's the blonde, sandy colored hair,
Or his enticing blue eyes.
Whatever it is, I can't help but notice.
What will it take for him to realize?
His beauty is unlike any other,
His sentiment unreal.
It's like he's awakened my senses,
I finally know how to feel.
He's visited me in my dreams,
It's kind of awkward to admit.
But even the sound of his name,
Makes my heart skip.
But even after all the years,
And everything we've been through,
He barely looks my way.
I simply have the dreams to hold on to.

— The End —