Life is easy
But it's been busy
Happiness is light
But sadness likes to fight.

My mind is big
But it's some dig
Dreams make it right
But sometimes turn to the dark sight.

My heart is young
But it's some wrong
Thoughts write from day to night
But the diary is always white.

The face is smiling
But it's really crying
Sometimes the breath is so tight
But everyone knows it's alright.

Love is part of life
But sometimes treats like a knife
When something happens inside
Then someone commits suicide.

I love my life
I love my dreams
I wouldn’t use a knife
I have family and friends.

Don't worry about me
I can hear and see
I don’t like to take a flight
I'm alright in my way, I am alright!

She walks into school
      and it starts again
           the shaking,
               it rips through her like a wave
She hears the sound of the voices
      in the hallway
         yet she cant make out what they're saying
She thinks all eyes are on her,
     everything is just one big blur
She hears laughter and
     she automatically thinks its
        directed at her
She waits in the bathroom
     like she does every morning
        for the halls to be clear
She walks out
     and wipes away her tears

All of the memories came crashing
in like a wave
I reached my arms out to
         grab them
                 to catch them
                         and hold them close
but I ended up drowning...
              
                        -H.H.

The truth is,
my heart still flutters with
just the sight of you.
The truth is,
every time the words "I love you"
threaten to escape my lips
the lump in my throat grows to
the size of a softball that I can't swallow.
The truth is,
I get a tingly feeling throughout my
whole body every time you surprise me
with the littlest things that I love dearly.
The truth is,
watching your chest rise and fall
with every breath you take
as your legs are intertwined
with mine makes everything worth it.
The truth is,
the sound of your raspy morning voice
whispering "good morning" to me
still gives me chills.
The truth is,
I guess I'm sort of in love with you
but since I could never say any of this
out loud,
this poem is for *you.

Looking for
a pull up bar
that I can put on
my bedroom door,

because I am working on
building my
back strength
and overall
sexiness.

Looking for
all the episode
of my favorite shows
that I didn’t know
I hadn’t seen yet,

because I am
super obsessive
and have to know
how the whole thing goes
not just the beginning
and end.

Looking for
Star Trek,
Buffy
The
Vampire
Slayer,
and graphic
novel books,

because
I love to read
about the things
that sustained me
when I was a kid.

Looking for
humanity,
all those
struggling
people
who strive to be
better,

because
I feel like
this club of only us
against all other
human beings
have lost our way
and we need to be
reminded
we are one people
not disparate parts
set in a spark
of constant conflict.

Nice to meet you
I think I've seen
You roaming the halls
Chewing your thumb
And muttering some Pink Floyd song

Does your kiss
Still taste
Like everything
I drank to forget?

My mind is a messy bedroom
It’s an endless void of anxiety and gloom
Littered with the words I never said
Drawers ready to burst with all the thoughts inside my head
My insomnia is thrown across my bed
Anxiety covers the cluttered ground
Depression is found all around
The smell of old rotting dreams fills the air
Thoughts are scattered everywhere

My sanity slowly starts to unfold
I’m Tethered to my bed like my safe haven in the storm that is the world
But it’s just a mirage my demons follow even in my bed
You can’t outrun your troubles when they’re confined to your head

My mind is a prison
I can’t move i can’t see I’m losing my vision
Serving this life sentence in my mind for a crime I didn’t commit
I wont admit or come to grips
With the fact that my enemy is me
My anxiety, depression and insomnia won’t just let me be
I may be alive but I’m already dead inside
The old me has died
I’m Held captive within my own mind
Chained to the wall of depression and anxiety I built
Nothing grows here my dreams all wilt
Im bound to the confines of my own mind
My sanity is slowly slipping out of my grasp
I’m just sitting here as life goes past

My mind is a tidal wave of pain
I’m drowning inside my own brain
I’m suffocating  in a sea of my own tears
But I can’t stop crying I’ve been doing this for years
My anxiety is crashing around my brain
Im engulfed by this excruciating pain

I have forgotten what the surface looks like
I’ve been drowning for so long
Swept away in a sea of despair
It’s Unfair I’m Tossing and turning
The waves pound me in my sleep
I’m screaming and suffocating but no one can hear a sound
I cant remember when I stoped swimming and started to drown