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Hello me,

I'm you. I'm the older you after multiple suicide attempts, and lost in a haze of ***** and drugs.  I am also you who sought and searched for some meaning and belonging, only to find hypocrisy and pain.  But all that aside, I wanted to thank you for not giving up on life even though you wanted to.  Finally asking for help when you did, even though a part of you didn't care anymore.  Thank you for letting hope grow in you one day at a time.  Thank you for letting me love you, so I can love me today.  Life is pretty amazing today, and we would have missed out on this beautiful journey because we were so locked in our pain. Now, you and I can share our story of pain and suffering to help someone else.  We don't have to stay in a hopeless state of mind and body.  Thank you for having the courage to surrender and admit you couldn't do it alone anymore.  I love you very much.

Love,

I'm You
This is a reminder to myself that I am not alone, and a love letter to myself , to my friends, and strangers yet to be friends who are struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts.
Carve your love
all over my skin
carve your love
blood on my skin

hate me
hate me
hate me

“Naked I came from my mother’s womb,
    and naked I will depart.
The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away;
    may the name of the Lord be praised.”
book of Job
Release me (x2)
from these barb wires (x2)

empty minds
blank
blink (and open your eyes?)
and see nothing inside
nothing to find (x2)
blank pages no thoughts no words


army of slaves
army of slaves
down there
down there
sights from above
sights from above

they seem tall
they seem strong
and the frail little child that I am
frusturation

Orange and red
could be
a nice mix up
i think
it should be

down there
sights from above
I'll look at them with inspiration
and a lot of love
Everyday a generation comes
and goes
Everyday the sun comes
and goes
so comes the moon and
does the same
Everyday I wonder
Why are we still walking
the same path
that our elders walked
sand repeat the same mistake
our elders did
speak the same
do the same
we never change
Our life is a road always taken and never taken
Never taken
Our own lives.
Each day passes by
and it is all the same
there is nothing new under the sun
there is nothing new under the sun
there is nothing new
under the sun
מַה שֶּׁהָיָה הוּא שֶׁיִּהְיֶה וּמַה שֶּׁנַּעֲשָׂה הוּא שֶׁיֵּעָשֶׂה וְאֵין כָּל חָדָשׁ תַּחַת הַשָּׁמֶשׁ
kohelet./
my heart was born for battle
my heart was born for war
why should I give up
after fighting so much to get this far

So many years
so many tears
finally i have conquered
all these fears

now
i can stand tall
i can stand proud
I can scream

my heart was born for battle
my heart was born for war
I achieved what i was
fighting for

all these years

Hammerheart
written on a napking in some bar.
whisky and beer.
tear drop
blood drop
blue royal blue
deep purple
pretty in pink
glass jaw
jaw drops
no law

Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

no colours
no order
new order
is me.
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