imperfectstranger

imperfectstranger Jan 2019

Scarred

I’ve been scarred from head to toe so many times, it’s impossible to tell the old me from my recent history

My mind scarred from disease
                                       My feet from anxiety
My hands from guilt
                         My stomach from impurities

My heart scarred from betrayal, never to trust again
My ears from stupidity that never fails to turn on me

                                   My face from insomnia
My arms from inability
                                             My gut from fear
My shoulders from loneliness
                                         My fists from fights
My eyes from violence
                                     My knees from failure
My bones from pain
                              My ankles from weakness
My reputation from mistakes

And my soul from these dark clouds that refuse to fade...

#depression #anxiety #insomnia #loneliness #guilt #mistakes #inability #weakness #messedup #violence

imperfectstranger Jan 2019

Limited Freedom

I just want to be a normal teen
With the ability to do and say as I please
To not have to be dragged by the sleeve
To and from places I never wanted to be

#teen #normality #loss

Jan 2019

Sierra

Changing

I’m changing and lost
The sorrows of tomorrow
Haunt my waking thoughts

#changing #lost #shortpoem #tomorrow #depression

imperfectstranger Jan 2019

Monsters Under my Bed

This armor finally solidifies in its place
To protect me from the demons that come to play

I was told monsters only come out at night
But here they are, ridding my world of any light

They surround me, push me into a chasm so dark, it hurts my eyes,
and tie me So there’s no escape

Help me
Help me please

No armor or weapon can stop these beasts

#haunted #monsters #demons #dark #trapped #alone

imperfectstranger Jan 2019

I Feel This Way

They say I have no right to feel the way I do,

But guess what?

I do, and there’s nothing you can do to change that...

Jan 2019

Ollie

Lucid Dreaming

“You’re early” death finally says.
Tears slowly but surely run down my cheeks. I tell him I know
and he asks me what brought me here.
I tell him I think he knows.
My Cheeks are now a weary waterfall.
the thoughts I’ve come to know as true
finally fade to black, as
I forget the life that I can never take back.

I wrote this a while ago Enjoy!

#love #death #suicide #depression #dreams