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Devon Grey Mar 2014
It will get Better in time.
Tomorrow will be Better.
You will get Better.

A day, a month, a year, I haven't seen Better.

The scars may fade but the memories remain.
And my surrounding may change
But no matter where I am, all people are the same.
They say are you okay?
Walk away, their day doesn't change
whether I say I'm fine or I'm going to die today.

"It will get Better."

So please people of the same world but a different universe,
Tell me when "It gets Better"
So I can too.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
Empty hallways stretch before me
I look around and darkness surrounds me
I hear a scream
Encroaching blackness...
I realize it's only me
Scream. Scream.
Push back the night.
I push it back with all my might
My mind is too weak
Scream. Scream.
And every day empty hallways stretch before me.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
Music is my Anchor.
When the boat begins to stray from shore
Floating into the horizon, no where to dock
Music pulls me back in.
When I hear that one song that brings me to tears.
The relief brings me back.
And for a those 4 minutes and 15 seconds,
I am okay.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
Insane.
I-In an undeniable state of confusing. World spinning. Things Don't add up.
N-Nausea. The pills. The loss of blood. The sleepless nights.
S-Sit. To weak to stand. Never eat enough, that will make me skinny.
A-Abandon. No one left on my side- to crazy to understand, to silent to ask for help.
N-Never, never can I scream for help, my voice is gone for I scream at myself.
E-Everyone turned into no one, I am alone and insane.
Who said Insanity never killed anyone, I feel as though I'm already dead.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
I have this illness.
The doctors call it depression,
My "friends" call it insecurity,
Everyone else believes I'm fine.

I know that I am not

But what I do know
Is that I'll get through this.
Concentrate on everything good,
And push away the bad

I have this illness,
That never goes away.
I wish it would,
But I know it never will.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
Millions have seen me this year,
But no one has noticed me.
Thousands have seen me this winter,
But no one has gotten to know me.
Hundreds have seen me this month,
But no one has cared about me.
Some have seen me this week,
But no has asked if I'm okay.
No one has seen me today,
Because I was not okay.
Devon Grey Mar 2014
Falling in love is like drowning.
First it's starts out sweet and you're swimming
But then he stops calling
You get tired
Your feet stop kicking
And you feel the water rush over your head.

Falling in love is like drowning.
And I've drowned too many times.
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