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A Dec 2018
I wake day after day with the same lingering dismay of what my life has become & of what is supposedly my fate

synthetic happiness works no longer
& I find the craving for death inside me growing stronger
old habits come again disguised as friends that like me better in cardigans that never let my scars show
this might all go away, maybe after one more blow?
songs and trees and mysteries are not enough to keep me intrigued and the bridge I walk by everyday is so appealing to take a leap and end it once & for all
The idea of living much longer makes my skin crawl
& so I am restless and I get into brawls & succumb to my sadness as it became my downfall
I can never quench it for I don’t have the gall as I hit my head against the wall

Artificial honey used to do the trick you see
a simple lick made me forget my misery
even though it sometimes made me jittery
it was also my only escape
It is my high and it leads me to my low but who cares! The tears always flow
wether I’m joyful or filled with woe
this illness sits on my shoulder like a crow
& I have to accept that I am shackled and it truly has me baffled that I can only set myself free by slitting my wrists or drowning in a sea.
Written in delirium under the effect of sleeping pills
Tayla Gale Dec 2018
Here we are again,
You’ve found me at my worst.
I used to be happy,
I used to be able to smile,
Until the day I met you.

This darkness is like a cloud,
This cloud is just pollution.
You always knew how to hurt me,
Even when I didn’t think I could break.
I’ve wondered what my life would be like,
If you never entered it on that day.

These scars you’ve left on me,
Mark me every single day.
I might have done it to myself,
But you put the blade in my hand.
You might not be a person,
But you’re definitely real to me.

Just be happy, they say,
They promise that I’ll be okay,
I’ve tried to stop you in your track,
Even tried taking my own life,
It’s never simple, it’s never easy,
Depression got the best of me,
And now it’s time that you all can see.

- T L G
The Misconstrued Dec 2018
Stretching myself too thin,
Maybe I should surrender and unleash my demons from within.
Gail Lapping Dec 2018
I have no idea where I am
And I can't remember how, or when I got here
But I know I was there once
With you

Maybe you lost me when you were trying to find yourself
Or maybe I hid myself away and you couldn't find me
Maybe you miss me

Maybe the real me is there
In the pages of that letter you're reading again
Maybe it's too late


Gail Lapping 11/12/18
There are two kinds of waiting:
Hopeful and hopeless.
Hopelessness is weary angst,
Violent eddies of despair.
Nervous pacing while staring
The mind battling the heart.
Hopefulness is jubilant,
Spontaneous leaps of joy.
Nervous tapping of your feet
Ready to meet life head on.
There are two kinds of waiting:
Hopeless and hopeful.  
But neither prevents waiting.
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feebie Dec 2018
By the light of the waning moon
Sat I once again to soon
I would see the light of dawn
Leaking through the tattered clouds

A heart asunder with tears unshed
For its to that quiet place
My dark twisted thoughts have fled
Dark. Self loathing. Destructive threads

Branching out to strangle my soul
To plunder what's left of joy
To tear apart any remnant of a smile
For once I've walked more than a mile

The journey must end. Dissipate
Into the nothingness that is this path
To the unknown unspoken blackness
That is now the dark hole I've dug

Blackness, bile, foul stench of you
Invading my nostrils, choking, smothering
Cutting off much needed breaths
I gasp, struggle, grabbing, reaching

The only thing to greet these empty
Clawing hands, nothing, a void so vast
Left grasping, clutching, fingers clenching
Gasping, panic, closed in, blocked

Breath fading, sight blocked, sounds too loud
A void, vast,infinitesimal. To much
Release me, free me, let me go
Reeling, falling, down, down

Leading to who knows where
This constant descent
Speeding up, shooting through
Each desperate limb needing solid
Hand hold or foot found

Nothing, nothing making sense
Air becoming less and less dense
Darkness. Constant companion why are you always there
Hide me. Conceal me in your embrace

Remove from me doubt. Rip asunder
From deep within in this dark twisted soul
The remains of what chokes, smothers
Kills.....
SimpleWritings Dec 2018
lost in my mind
i am swarmed by my thoughts
spinning around me like a tornado
of worry and doubt
shaking me...
making me question everything around me
what if?
how could they?
why?
but, why?

i dream of a peaceful mind
as peaceful as the sound of rain
hitting empty streets
as peaceful as the ignorance
of their heartbeats

i don't want to be wise
i just want to be happy

04/02/2013
Jiya Nov 2018
i want to tell you.
i really do.
i'd love to spill my secrets, my issues to you.
yet i can't comprehend it.
i can't communicate it to you.
and the fact you could leave me.
it makes my heart a tearful blue.
you already look at me as if i'm broken.
what do i have to lose?
i want to tell you.
i really do.
yet i can't cope with the fact.
the fact your presence may fade.
vanish without a trace.
except you'd still have that key.
the key that can unlock the darkness in my brain.
this poem is in honour of my teacher who wants me to know that i can talk to him. but it's nearing the end of the year and he may not be my teacher next year. i fear that if i tell him too much i won't be able to cope that next year he might be wandering around with the burden of my thoughts i selfishly put on him without being able to do much to help me. and that i won't be able to connect with another teacher like i have with him. so, in general, this poem isn't really about telling him about my issues. it's about the fact that i might lose his presence in my life and that he's one of the last things that's keeping me sane. this poem is about loss. XD sorry for the mini rant i just needed to get this out there y'know.
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