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Rhianecdote Mar 2015
Lost Sight in life
Though I'm not Blind

ConsideRate
Yet I'm not paid in Kind

Now I'm Lost
As I searched to Find

I gave it Heart
Only to lose my Mind.
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
If your Heart's not in it

There's only so long

your Head will hold out..
I feel for me the route of any depressive state I've ever entered has been due to a distinct lack of being involved in or doing what I love in life often because I've lost sight in pain, fear or the mundane
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
But in the end all of
what passed between us
is just part of the bigger pic
as you got to know me
better than most and ended it,
preferred me as a stranger
so estranged is where i sit,
Bench Warmer the perfect fit,
Was I Bench Warmer till you found your perfect fit?
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
There was a time yours
meant a lot to me,
but now they run
over and over
in my mind
on repeat,
haunting me.
Like a hit and run driver,
tax disk empty.
Is that what all
those deep words
filling up
my glass were?

Empty.
Cruel how words last centuries.
Coming from a writer it sounds like an odd thing but for me any way they really don't mean much without the Action..Or perhaps the words are an action in themselves...
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
I had a panic attack today.
Woke up with that feeling of dread
And I couldn't move.
Tried to change the thoughts running through my head
Still I couldn't move
So I cried
As I laid there convinced I was about to die
Cause it was the only thing I could do to know I was still *alive
Well this just happened...dang haven't had one of these in a while, forgot how scary they are :'(
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
It's cool though
Cause I know
That once I'm in a better place
What you've done or what you do
Will be irrelevant in my headspace

I'll find my State of Grace.
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional
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