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Syreena Phelps Aug 2017
You ever felt so lost?
Like your life had a path,
but you went off track
and cant find your way back?

The hands of depression grab a hold of me,
grip as strong as graphene.
Drowning me while I'm still breathing.
Brainwashing me of my happiness.

Through all the pain I finally scream out
"Enough is Enough!"
but it just echoes through the tunnels of loneliness.

Anxiety wraps around me like a straitjacket,
pulling me under the waves of life and socialization,
drowning me in the depths of the oceans with it's sinking anchor.
Pulling me deeper and deeper until the sands of a panic attack tickle my feet.

Thoughts in my mind swarm me like bees of a disturbed nest.
Tears in my eyes overwhelm me in the same vein a thunderstorm in a desert.

Numbing the pain with sleep, alcohol, and cigarettes.
I've smoked so many cigarettes my demons are addicted to nicotine.
But nothing can numb the pain of being stuck in your life.
The smoke will never fade them away.

Maybe one day I'll live life instead of fighting it.
"Maybe one day," I tell myself to keep going.
Maybe one day.

maybe.
Syreena Phelps Feb 2016
You broke my heart when you left me.

You flew away and into a car.

You've always been an angel, but didn't use your wings that day.

In fact, you didn't even use your seat belt. You didn't use your steering wheel. Didn't use your breaks. You just drove right into them.

Why..

   why?

You left me my friend. What am I supposed to do, now?

Without you, a piece of me is lost and I don't know if I'll ever find it again. I don't know if it even exists anymore.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't knowwww, I wish you were here to help me. I wish I was there to help you.
Syreena Phelps Feb 2016
Broke, hungry, and a dry tongue.
Who knew life would attack you this young?

Ripped sweater and freezing cold.
You can't grab a blanket cause it had to be sold.

For water and food.
Tired and sad is your only mood.

Why can't the world be a bit more kinder?
She could be in a cardboard box and no one would mind her.

Holding a little hand with nothing to say.
Because of the cruel world, they may take that little hand away.

Our world is ******, and the system is broken.
But who cares as long as the rich get a gold token.

Who cares, it's only a few.
who cares as long as it's not you .
Syreena Phelps Feb 2016
They say those who are the loneliest stay awake all hours of the night.

What if they stay up all night at day ?
What if they are surrounded by people ?
What if they aren't even aware that they are lonely ?
boredddd
Syreena Phelps Jun 2015
Wow. Way to go.
You ****** up once again.
You pick the worst timing.
You make everything so dramatic.
You pick at the tiniest things.
Wow. Way to ******* go.

You feel good about yourself?
You think you'll do better next time?
You think you can fix it?
You think it will fix itself?

No.

I'm a **** up.

Can someone please slice me open and let me bleed out, because I'm afraid if I tried, I'd **** up. And the world doesn't need any more **** ups.
I'm just ****** at Myself right now.

I'm soooo great. -.-
Syreena Phelps Apr 2015
Things die just as fast as they become alive.

    Things can be taken from you just as fast as they are given.

         Things.

They can change fast. Moments change. Just as fast as the moment came.  

Your heart can be broken just as fast as it was fixed.

       Your smile can leave as fast as it was put on your face.

              A song can go from your favourite, to your least favourite, just as fast as the song plays.

  Promises.. They can be broken just as quickly as they were promised.

    People can change as fast as that one handshake that changed your world.

The world is changing. Life is changing. You can see it. You can feel it. You witness it everyday. .

But, have you ever noticed you may be changing as well.

  What doesn't **** you doesn't make you stronger, it makes you wish it did **** you.
Rambles.
Syreena Phelps Jan 2015
We're all just a bunch of humans that are forgetting what humanity is.


Evil has come upon us, and no one has lifted their heads from their phones to see.


We are all humans, with feelings and pain, and we forget that we aren't the only one who feels in this way.


You're not the only one who gets hurt in this world.

We say things such as "don't bully her for being an orphan," yet, it is acceptable to call a loyal woman who adores *** a **** or *****.

We stand up for someone who doesn't have good grades, but make someone who is gay feel unwanted.

We believe that freedom of speech is an excuse of offend and hurt.
Freedom of speech is to speak your opinion, not to break someone's day into a million shattered glass pieces.

We blame people for things they have no control over.

******, ****, stealing, abuse of any kind, fighting, bullying, torture.
We are all in the wrong, somewhere.

We speak of how humans are destroying the earth, how we are letting Satan into our everyday life, how we are becoming evil without knowledge. We speak of the world coming to an end because of us, humans.

Why are we sitting here trying to change the world, when we must change ourselves.

Look at yourself. No, really look at yourself. No matter how hard it will be to see the evil that you may cause, you must do it so that you can change. Change for the good. Change for yourself. Change for us humans. The planet. Humanity.

Bring humanity back!
I'm just tired of seeing those important to me, or even someone I dont know, getting hurt because people are forgetting what its like to be human.
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