Depression - Hello Poetry

Aug 2017

The Misconstrued

I wish you could see the scars, bruises and cuts that decorate my body,
Maybe then you will understand why I flinch every time you try to come close to me,
Maybe then you will see the demons through my eyes that have trapped me,
Maybe then you will know why I act out on all these insecurities I have within me,
Till then, go ahead and misunderstand me.
You think I am crazy.

People cannot fathom what depression is ...at least try to sympathize with people. They need you more than ever.

#depression #lostlove #heartbroken #broken #irreparable

Jun 2017

The Misconstrued

Reaching Out for Help

People perceive wounded and hurt only if it is something they can see
Vision fails them when you approach them with sickness of the mind
All I need is your love and understanding before I ensure it is the end of me
Exhausted from deviating myself from the path of self destruction
Oh that euphoric feeling! It just lingers around to consume me
I am my own victim I am told
But from where I stand, don’t you see that that’s what you made me to be?

People cannot understand something that they cannot feel themselves. Few may be sympathetic and make their exit.

#depression #sadness #help #reachingoutforhelp #goingcrazy #pain #broken

May 2017

The Misconstrued

Addiction

Lost love?
Those memories are like a rusty knife plunged into you.
Deep into your gut.
It twists and turns till you can taste blood.
Until it pulls out only to stab you over and over.
Blood spurting, blurring your vision and your world out.
Such is the pain.
Addicted to it that I keep letting my memories take over me again and again.

#addiction #depression #brokenheart #lostlove

May 2017

The Misconstrued

Is It All Worth It?

I do not know where I am.
I do not recognize this place.
This darkness feels so empty.
Maybe it would help you decide if I tell you where I come from.
Misunderstood, broken, verbally abused.
Fat shamed and even made fun of because of my looks!
It all adds up to my path to insanity.
All I ever wanted was love and tranquility.
But fate decided that it should be denied.
Now all I have are my failed attempts at filling up that deep black empty void.
Romanticized so many ways to give up my life.
But my hesitation should be viewed as courage or cowardice?
Now as I lay here contemplating the reason for my existence through all this pain,
should I try my hand at giving up my life again?

Tried summing up my life in words. Words cannot even come close to describing my heart wrenching pain.

#lost #brokenhearted #lostlove #depression #isitallworthit #givinguponlife

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