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I am but a faint memory in everyone’s head. I am yet to disappear at a moment in time when no one will expect anything to happen not even my closest friends and family will notice a change in my behavior or thoughts. Being nothing important is my only meaning in this world being blessed with such uncontrollable feelings and emotions. Depression has finally reached the point to where I will scream, cry, yell, cut myself, and stand or sit emotionless, less I am in a group in which I have to talk in. Other than that I have taught myself to show up emotionless and think of only my deepest thoughts in a wonderlust of pulsing imagination coursing through my veins with every new soft, cold, long breath each one killing me faster and faster. ~Brianna Springs 11/1/18
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Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 4:01 PM UTC
Faint Memory
I am but a faint memory in everyone’s head. I am yet to disappear at a moment in time when no one will expect anything to happen not even my closest friends and family will notice a change in my behavior or thoughts. Being nothing important is my only meaning in this world being blessed with such uncontrollable feelings and emotions. Depression has finally reached the point to where I will scream, cry, yell, cut myself, and stand or sit emotionless, less I am in a group in which I have to talk in. Other than that I have taught myself to show up emotionless and think of only my deepest thoughts in a wonderlust of pulsing imagination coursing through my veins with every new soft, cold, long breath each one killing me faster and faster. ~Brianna Springs 11/1/18
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16/F/Colorado
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 4:01 PM UTC
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