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Kelsey Rhoads Feb 2017
One cute, two cut, three cut four.
Cry for a while, then cut some more.
Open cut, closed cut,cut scabbed over.
Drink away the pain, then cut sober.
Old cut, new cut, cut dripping blood.
Drag the cut across and watch as it floods.
Cut on my wrist, cut on my thigh.
Wait til' everyone's asleep.
Cut in the night.
Small cut, big cut, cut too deep.
Sit and watch as it continues to bleed.
Hi cut, bye cut, keeps bleeding out.
Bye bye cut, it's all over now.
If you get it, i'm sorry. Stay strong, friend.
Kelsey Rhoads Feb 2017
Red were for the roses I left on your casket
Orange were for the tree we first kissed at
Yellow were the bruises that covered you head-to-toe
Green were the stains from the hem of your jeans
Blue were the color of your lips when we found you in the noose
Indigo was the night sky, the night you died
Violet was the bruise you wore around your neck
If you understand, i'm sorry. Stay strong, friend.
Kelsey Rhoads Jan 2017
For so long I've been in a real dark place

Hiding away from the things I couldn't face

Drowning in sadness, enveloped by gloom

Day after day I'd sit alone in my living room

Curtains stayed shut, my mind closed off too

Nowhere to be, nothing needed to do

Days and nights merged into one

Didn't know when one ended or when it begun

Not that it mattered, I didn't care

Wasn't as if I needed to be anywhere

People would come, I didn't answer the door

Eventually they didn't come anymore

Darkness and sadness had engulfed my soul

Depression had come and swallowed me whole

Being alive had stopped being a pleasure

Life was something I now didn't treasure

But slowly the dark clouds are shifting

The depression and sadness are lifting

Each day I feel able to do a little bit more

My heads getting clearer, my heart is a little less sore

Things are starting to look a little more bright

I'm half way down the tunnel.......and I'm seeing
If you understand, i'm sorry. Stay strong my friend.
Kelsey Rhoads Jan 2017
There's nothing more depressing than a broken heart.
A broken heart doesn't heal nearly as
quick as a broken bone.
A broken heart can come from anywhere,
a loved one dies,
someone you love leaves you with nothing but memories,
a best friend stabs you in the back.
What do all of these things have in common?
Love.
I do not pretend to understand how the cause of a
broken heart starts with love yet the healing balm
applied to a broken heart is love.
There's nothing more depressing than a broken heart.
Perhaps this is why depression is so common.
Our culture lives for a broken heart.
There's nothing better than a sad movie,
a song about someone leaving,
a book about someone dying.
Happiness is hard to find anymore.
A happy ending for a story,
for a movie is hardly ever attainable in the real world.
We look for happiness.
We search for what those stories have but we never find it.
So we turn to what we know is real,
what we know can be touched in the real world.
If you understand i'm sorry. Stay strong friend. I took at least 3 days to write this, do me a favor and like it. I like feeling appreciated for my work, don't you?
Kelsey Rhoads Jan 2017
Millions** suffer everyday,
With depression anxiety addiction and compulsions
Therapy and drugs may calm the symptoms
But the root of the problems
Lie deep in one’s mind.

Suffocating each thought with torment and distress
A sick soul is what needs to be properly addressed
Take each thought captive and put it under arrest
Fill each negative thought with a positive
learn to rewire and undress.

Start with every second and watch how your thoughts will change
Bringing about better behaviors and complete healing to one’s brain
This plagues that so many have battled with for so long
Give it to God and change those old undertones

For we were born to live in great peace
Even if the world around us has constant grief
We are victorious when we start to believe His truth
Sever the ties to any trouble from your youth

No one escapes the tests in this life
But when we learn how to conquer
We can achieve all that’s ours
So start each day with a positive view
It never hurts to try something new.
If you understand, i'm sorry. Stay strong, friend.
Kelsey Rhoads Jan 2017
Cuts on the surface
Cuts in the vein
Cuts on the the wrists
Its all the same pain
If you get it, i'm sorry. Stay strong friend.
Kelsey Rhoads Jan 2017
Bandage her wrists
Paint on her face
Straighten her hair
Put her in place
Dress her in colour
Hide all her burns
Cover her bruises
And watch how she squirms
If you get it, i'm sorry. Stay strong, friend.
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