I used to believe that happiness was in gaining a love, gaining security gaining hope from within
but the longer I live the more I lose touch with what I used to believe and what I once thought was the right things in life the best of them all but everyone suffers temporary or permanent life changing downfalls
and we all grieve at some point in life either the loss of ourselves or the loss of loved ones we all feel and will feel endless bouts of pain sharp pains that can feel like strangulation or self-inflicted times of illusion
misguided thoughts and moments of weakness psychotic rages and times of confusion
I have felt so much in a short space of time it is hard to believe that I am somewhat 'fine' the amount of trauma sustained from the painful migraines the way it felt like someone squeezing and pressuring my head the way it felt like my brain was going to explode at some known time and place the way it felt like system malfunction was taking it's course of faith how it took so much away from my life
people say strong people never feel pain and that they have no reason to feel anything but joy well those people are wrong because I was once strong
and look what the **** happened depression took over my soul and stripped me of my voice it broke me to the point of almost shooting myself in the head with a gun that's what my dreams always consisted of suicide and a loss of pride a loss of consciousness felt like someone was controlling my heart poking holes and making me bleed until I was seeing stars even if I was behind doors my mind made me delusional made me drift away from reality I'm still not myself at all not functioning properly
I don't sleep anymore not even drugs are a cure not even *** stimulates my naked body is a disgrace when I look in the mirror I can imagine it shatter
my whole sense of view about everything of me is honestly the worst there is no in-between sometimes I wonder if life will ever get as good as it once was
that chapter of my life is still yet un-explored but I picture it in my head all the time
Again, super personal poem. I was trying to write longer than usual, because my dream is to write a novel, or a biography of some sort. I wanted to expand my writing skills.
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