anya - Hello Poetry

anya May 2018

a rant

i never write about the good anymore.
maybe from the fact
that something
so clearly temporary
does not deserve my words.
or maybe,
i'm just afraid to look back
at something that once was,
that might never be again.

#happiness #hopeless #sad #happy #write #good #temporary #depression #mentalillness

anya May 2018

secret for the mad

you will try to paint it out,
or write it down,
sing,
dance,
and act it out,
but no one will see the picture.

i'm sorry.
one day, i'm sure, we shall search for those who will.

#hope #depression #mentalillness #illness #bipolar #anxiety #medication

anya May 2018

paper thin

i sometimes wonder how many stories of love there are that are hidden behind locked doors.

behind locked doors, under blankets, above messy bed sheets,

or behind locked doors, alone on living rooms, bleeding through paper.

—it is all the same.

#love #youth #*** #artist #art #hotel

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