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Sean Achilleos Jul 2018
Under attack once again
From those who make themselves available to him
By now one would think I'd be use to it
He knows my weakest link
How to distress me
He knows who to send to me and when
Who is vulnerable and who is not
Whoever allows themselves to be used as a pawn
Surely shall get used
No deposit required
While payback awaits
Most are used unknowingly
Driven to say and do as if instructed by an invisible force
Blinded not by the light
But rather by the darkness
However there is a weapon to be used
A weapon that will and can disarm
To master the art of knowing from whence it comes
Then to ignore it
Written by Sean Achilleos 25 July 2018©
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Özcan Sh Jul 2018
Their screams
Makes me quieter
Their attacks
Make me stronger
Their broken hearts
Made me cry.
Rex Verum Regem Jul 2018
Depression you hear is deep in my gut
I feel it
I know it ain’t clear
The message is rough
Dismiss it my life is turmoil
Crashing and burning all around me
Think I’m about to fly
I hug the ground
A different kind of landing

Tell my mama that I’m sorry
Tell my brother I was too week
Tell my little sister she’s a queen and never ever do this
Walk in the footsteps of our forefathers
I’m a bad imitation  
About to finish of my sermon
Place it under my phone, passwords deactivated
Because I want someone to know
I want someone to care
I went everyone to learn
4 tick to midnight, I hear it ring last chance
maybe god still loves me
Maybe someone remembered my name
Maybe someone is reaching out to me
Stop, hold on.
I pick up...

Hello there I was looking to speak with Mr kingsley In regards to the newest and
peep peep peep
I hung the phone
I hung my soul
I hung.

                            Rex Verum Regem
                                       TFK
Depression is not easy
Depression is not a choose
Depression is real
Suicide is real

Sometimes we don’t pay enough attention to those we claim to care about; we see them everyday with smiles of gold and never going benith the surface why:
We are scare of what we will find
We don’t want to be the one to burden a discovery
We don’t want to be accountable

1 minuet if all it takes to call, send a text get involved.
Be accountable for those you love...
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
The fastest hand and the
fastest mouth, both
are just as bad as
each other
****** jokes aside, of course.
The hand that is quick to strike at you and the mouth that is so quick to spit venom at you, both are just as bad as each other, especially when you ***** up
Thanks, guys!
Lyn ***
Sam Jul 2018
Heart pounding
Hands shaking
b r e a t h e

Palms sweating
Still faking
b r e a t h e

Brain frying
Lips drying
Still trying
b r e a t h e...b r e a t h e...b r e--

...I can't breathe.
Courtney Jun 2018
Unpredictable.
Heart pounding.
Blurry vision.
Numb.
10,000 thoughts all at once.
Checking up on everyone you care about, because you feel something bad is going to happen.
Feeling trapped.
Blank emotion.
Not thinking of the future,because you don't see yourself there,
Wishing people would stop asking that.
Fear.
Mind full of chaos.
A heavy rope coiled on top of your chest,
You can't breath,
Knot after knot,
Wishing you could pull yourself up from the hole you are in,
But knowing your arms are uncooked spaghetti noodles, not able to pull you to safety.
Dominique R Jun 2018
It’s like a stabbing in my gut
a sharp wave of terror
The sensation you are not in control
I’m not in control
I need to be in control
My mind races and gets lost in itself
My hands shake and reach out
But no one is there to grasp onto
Brandon Conway Jun 2018
My heart syncs with the ticking clock
You stepped through, our eyes locked
Eyebrows raised, a signal gave and
all time stopped.

Help!
Call an ambulance!

Thank you for saving my life
For if you haven't called
9-1-1
I would of died.
For I eat too much
processed food!
Just an attempt at humor :)
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