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 Aug 2017 Blessed Regalia
M
I would not rather say,
what I felt today.
It was something scary and intense,
that made my nerves go insane.

It is something I asked for,
To continue the learnings I adore,
But, Chaos came into my core.
Now I'm breaking down, oh no.

I recall talking to a stranger.
I told him what I've done before
He was alarmed & disturbed
And kept asking about it all day long.

Today, I asked for a favor
And kept my pride lower than before
My psychological disorder shifted too strong
Now, my body's shaking, oh no.

I rather not tell,
How badly I felt.
How I tried to **** myself
On the 24th day of December.
How suicide thought possess
How PTSD caress.
How down I was, regressed.

Because the only thing people see,
Is the damaged part of me
Pain wouldn't go away. I told my new workmate about my suicide attempt last December. And he was distrubed by asking if I told the HR about the incident. If I'm fully recovered. I felt discriminated. I felt  violated .Whenever I share my life, people were too disturbed that I might not performed well with my work, acads and life. Then, I'm still supported by my family in my education. And asking for a favor especially in monetary issues, is a big no no for me. It triggers my paranoia and I became disturbed. I'm still starting to build my career and my self.
Mental illness is something I lived in everyday life. Please try to respect one.
 Aug 2017 Blessed Regalia
everly
Makes you want to tie the noose
And hang loose
like all the kids do
in a world full of blue
Even though you always hide
I really tried to be like you
and hold these feelings
  
inside.
It's a constant fight
I put up with it with all might.
Now it's time for my silent goodbye.
My own orange tree
In my own garden
Of blueberries, broccoli,
And everything I love without pardon

I will grow my tree
And we will grow in unison
To heaven from a seedling
Amongst the setting sun

Oh glorious orbs of sunlight
In which I will gladly drown
From soil unto great heights
I joyfully match my evening gown

My own lovely sun tree
With branches stretched to swirl
Oh how I wish to be like thee
To golden rays from a shadowed girl
Now I know, that feelings change their form same as the dreams change their course.
But dreams are the ones that makes you Alive and beliefs are the ones that makes you succeed.
Now I know, that every day counts and every action i make gets me closer to what I wanna and what I'm destined to become.
Now I know, that life is like a river, it has it's own flow, it goes all the way around and starts again.
It feeds the plants and plants feeds the animals,
and animals feeds the Humans, and humans feeds the Earth the moment they die,
and the Earth makes Universe grow, and Universe sets the rain that makes this space to  blossom. This space between You and Me.
And river starts to flow and makes us closer.
We chrush into each other, like atoms that makes molecules, and molecules creates notion that sounds like the birds and feels like the Sun shred its rays on your chest.
It all comes to you and it all comes to me.
'cause all of this is just for You as much as it is for me, We just have to believe.
I believe and I'm asking You to believe too.
I'm dreaming of summer nights
And the sound of the ocean breeze
I'm dreaming of the blanket of stars
That'll watch over us out by the seas

I'm dreaming of your electric touch
As we make out by the campfire
I'm dreaming of your endless love
And the reckless nights full of desire

I'm dreaming of dreams
That keep me awake
I'm dreaming of fantasies
I never want to break

I'm dreaming of you
Though I knew it wouldn't last
You're nothing but a dream
Stuck in a summer past
An old poem I dug up from 2010.. Simple and worth sharing... On a different note I appreciate all the support this wonderful poetry community has given my friend, RH, and I can't wait for her to see how well her words are loved by all you wonderful people. Stay cool ~BM
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