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midnight blue Oct 31
my heart started beating rapidly
not out of Love but out of fear
distanced myself subconsciously
my mind was anything but clear

read old fun conversations
tried to recreate what’s there
but our friendship lost its foundation
yet we weren’t even aware

those arguments made me nauseous
couldn’t fight back couldn’t even speak
just became more cautious
and continued to feel so weak

suffocated in my own pain
trying to stay by your side
ended up with absolutely no gain
because what we had has died

tired of being stuck in a cage
in desperate need to flee
need to stop the constant rage
so leaving in hopes of being free
Sometimes we gotta do what’s right for us even if it hurts.
Alex Oct 30
I have just taken the first breath of fresh air after being held underwater for so long that I thought for sure I was going to die.
I could’ve sworn I’d already gotten out of the water a long time ago,
I remember fighting for so long to swim out,
But no, I remember now.

Just as I had caught sight of the shore there was a man there rushing to help me out.
Thank god because I was exhausted after fighting so hard for so long,
I do not know if I could’ve gotten out without help, and I told him as much.
He offered me such kindness that it seemed easy to put my trust in him,
And so I did.

I looked over my shoulder one last time to take in the place I had run from and prepared to say my final goodbyes to it,
After all there had been good memories made here too,
Before I had been pushed in,
Although those seemed like forever ago now.

I take a deep breath and start to turn my head forward once again,
But all of a sudden my legs are no longer there on the ground holding me up.
I do not know what is going on but the water surrounding me threatening to enter my lungs feels so familiar,
I almost let it consume me.

I did not even realize I was being held under until he loosened his grip for what was only a moment,
But that was all it took for me to take that first breath and run.
Chelsea Quigley Nov 2023
I live
In false reality,
So they say.
A world of 'nonsense'
And 'immature play'.

A world where one
Cannot be torn.
No heart to break,
Nobody to mourn.

For here I lay
On my bed,
To breathe.
Creating a creation,
Only known to me.

As Stars and moon
Begin to shine.
Through world of wonder,
That is only mine.

And this little truth,
Is truly divine.
This poem is solely about the truths of Maladaptive daydreaming, to escape the reality of life to enter your own. Please do enjoy!
SoVi Jan 2022
Eyes ahead
Foward and dead
I am unsure of the path I am taking

Hands up high
Reaching towards the sky
Fingertips brushing the morning light

Frizzy hair
Dew on the edges
Blocking my perception of the world

***** feet
From walking on the street
Guided by the cement sidewalk cracks

Mouth agape
Words suffocate
Uneasiness building inside my chest

Fly away
Run before its too late
Better to be hurt than to be caged



© Sofia Villagrana 2021
Nicole Dec 2020
The quiet numbness that takes over your life

Everyday becomes to feel like a slow record on repeat

Your bed becomes the only escape of it all

Days past where you can't feel anything and feel numb

You explore options to the ¨escape¨ of life

Only feel the guilt mound taking over that

The thought of people not caring if you live another day

Slowly adopts the reason of the ¨escape¨

You feel worthless and can't take the numbness anymore

The ¨escape¨ begins to be the only thing you think about

Slowly taking over your life bit by bit

The question of the ¨escape¨ working haunts your mind

The depression and numbness you indorse crushes your soul

You embrace the ¨escape¨

Uncaring or unknowing of the outcome of the escape from reality.
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