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 Mar 2015 Madeline Janisch
Danna
Do you know that feeling?
Where you're so drunk
You can't see,
You can't speak
You can't even think
A coherent thought,  your mind cannot form.
It's as if time had been stopped, frozen
It's just you and that moment
Where everything that's haunting you,
leaves.
The dizziness, pain and alcohol, have consumed your whole being
And you're finally in that state, where nothing exists.
No feelings, non at all.

But then everything comes back
And you're left in your alcoholic misery

But that moment suspended in time, makes it all worth it.
And you know you would do anything
To once again fill the void
For the numbness to return
Make it all become a blur
And maybe this time
His face you won't recall
 Mar 2015 Madeline Janisch
bones
Silence,
Can be both good and bad.

The good kind of silence,
Is the comfortable,
Calm silence,
Where nothing really matters,
As you float through your own world of happiness.

The bad kind of silence,
Is every woman's nightmare
Why nightmare you ask?
Well,when a woman is silent,
A billion things are flashing through her mind,
Doubts,Insecurities,but most of all.
hurt.

As they say,
*Silence is the most powerful scream
I dont know where I was going with this one.But enjoy :)
An old man asked me why I smoke.
I replied "We're all dying."
He said "You're increasing the speed."
I smiled and said "I'm trying."

We're all dying with every breath
No sense in sweating when or how
It's inevitable. You can't avoid death
So I kneel down and bow

I surrender.

I give up.

You win, Universe.

Just take me.
This was based on an actual conversation I had with an old man tonight while I was having a cigarette outside my work.
 Mar 2015 Madeline Janisch
Auss
I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

Insanity?
A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity
Everyone is staring
You're trying so hard to stay standing
But your heart is racing
Instead of walking straight
You start wobbling

Your eyes begin to strain
You start feeling as if you just gained a lot of weight
Your heart sinks as you run away
You have to hide

You musn't let them see
The you that is scared to be seen
You feel like you can't even breathe
Your lungs are tightening
As you sink down against a wall
and take into the fetal postion

Just cry, maybe someday it'll be alright.
Body shaking
Heart racing
Mind scattered
Feeling dizzy
Need help
Can't talk
Go away
Can't walk
Pass out
Why not cry a little too

Hello my name is anxiety
 Mar 2015 Madeline Janisch
Taylor
anxiety comes as a haywire mind
a situation in your head
worlds away from everyone
words unsaid
scared to be anyone, much less yourself

but most of all
it comes
and it never really leaves.
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