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Aug 2020
Depression is something you don't cure
But treatments are temporary worth it
With the voices in my head
I lay there in silence trying to go to bed
Filled with regrets
Poured out some **** that was on my left
I need a antidepressant
(Alcohol)
Love is always temporary ain't it
Alway living that false hope but atleast it's a good minute
Not many can say they saw me at my worse
Last of them deteriorated as if knowing me was curse
Anxiety, awkward conversations
What a crazy situation
I ditched the darker side of me
Don't give that a chance again
I was a mess with thy razors splitting flesh open
I've got my homies
I've got mental security
I'm ignoring the darker voices screaming in agony
S.A.D
Seasonal for an eternity
Important to know I put everyone before me
Might not be much
But it may be just enough
To those who stayed by my side thank you
As for the other you're part of that lose *****
***** what you put one another through
Nellie 55
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Nellie 55  28/M/Minnesota
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