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 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Teenage Mess
Mind
Soul
Body
All colliding into one.
Mingling together,
Keeping the flame of lust burning as bright as the mid-noon sun.
Cool breath fanning over burning skin.
The love they feel never wearing thin.
Wrapped safely in her lovers arms feeling far, far away from any harm.
the people you love ****.
when you need them and they're not there.

the people you love ****.
cause you're bored and lonely but they don't seem to care.

the people you love ****.
because they didn't notice your sad and now you're writing this.

the people you love ****.
they think you're sad over nothing and will get over it.

the people you love ****.
they don't want to see the open wounds in your heart.

the people you love love you too
they don't even know who you are.

                                                                                        - g.w
sometimes we forget to check up on those that love us which makes them feel unwanted and insignificant.
we don't mean to make people feel that way, but we are all going through things and it happens.
a lot of us don't even open up to people about how we are feeling either. what a mess.
i try my best to check up on everyone with an open heart but, i am human too...
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Emma
Depression
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Emma
Love, what a beautiful essence,
But now I'm anti-depressants
"Hey, are you okay?" they say.
They don't know what i have to go through every day.
Sometimes It's hard to stay, i want to fade away, run away, i feel like melting clay.
I wish there was a happy pill, to make all of your problems pour into a landfill, instead i have to take pills and get a daily fill. I'd ****, just to be happy, I always feel ******, my lungs just feel sappy, like they're gonna collapse. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, is this god's pay-back, watching him lay back while i get all this pain, My heart's in vain, all the colour's gone, im going insane, I stare at a window pane as i watch the rain, Life used to be sweet, like a candy-cane. But now I'm in the depressed lane, I'm mentally insane.
Depression and anxiety
     is a complete
               and utter
                       contradiction.

                                                      You're body
                                                 says '**** it.'
                                       while your mind
                                         says 'what if?'
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
GuiseOfALoner
It is my reminiscence.
The virtue of loneliness
occurs at midnight.

Dare to ask the silence.
It will tell you
exactly who you are.

The midnight I yearn for love
Of purpose I lost
Of reasons wanting to be found.

Midnight's a sin of time
Your epiphany
Your slap of reality

It is sadness.
And the greatest anxiety
is your true self.
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Paige Sawyer
Depression is so much more than being sad.
Depression is feeling alone,
even when you're not.
Depression is feeling worthless,
like you can't do anything right.
Depression is feeling trapped
inside your own dark mind.

Depression is so much more than being sad.
Depression is feeling so empty
like there's nothing left inside of you.
Depression is randomly crying
for no reason at all.
Depression is waking up in the morning
and wishing you didn't.

Depression is so much more than being sad.
Depression is getting sad
about nothing at all.
Depression is when you feel so empty
you cut your own skin open-
Just to feel something.

Depression is so much more than being sad.
Depression is an illness
that is so hard to fight off.
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
J
Giving up
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
J
Why is giving up so sweet to taste
like cold cream in strong brewed coffee,
I wish that same strength for me,
but instead the way the milk,
though bad for me I know,
mixes in like December's first snow,
leaves me in a trance,
I am frozen in the road,
the way ahead I will not go,
because I have never tasted happiness
and giving up is just too sweet
 Nov 2016 Tony Luna
Valeria Ariza
Sweet on my tongue, is the word.
Euphoria an understatement.
I can see again.
I can breathe again.
I can feel the fire again.
Soulless no longer.


I can hear the stars twinkling
I dream of the power of the human brain,
And I feel excited.
I feel excited to live, and to learn.
I am eager for life!
More!
I want more!


It's like waking up from a bad dream.
Like the earthquake has subsided.
The volcanic eruption, catastrophic for being dormant for so long,
So devastating.
But with lava comes new ground, I stand, on new ground.


Pure new beginning.
I've waited all my life for this.
A chance.
A chance to live.


I yearned for life.
I dreamed of a silent heart.
I stumbled and stumbled and fell down.
I fell.
Deep inside the darkest corners of my mind,
I gave up.
I gave up on fighting
And that was tragically beautiful.


Sharp was the thought of insanity.
The cold silver claw thrilling, intoxicating.
The dullness in my eyes, frightening.
I feared for my future.


And so I said "help me".
And she saved me.
When I wanted to drown with intention. My mind said One last stretch till you reach the shore.
Keep fighting just a little longer.
And I saved me.
Thank you.


Welcome whispers life, welcome.
On this new frontier the possibilities, a vast and chaotic ocean.
How fascinating this thing of life.
How exciting.
I wrote this coming out of a depressive episode going into a mania, However, It was representative of the new era of life I was entering. A time after my abuser. An era of growth and advancement and new found self love. an era of peace, of a silent heart.
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