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preston Sep 2020

Aw ****,  another apology
for what it is she hasn't done
there's a coat,  wore
a done, done--

one,  never to be undone

And she'll wear it, yet can't share-it
but with something like this
it can't be helped
but, to share it

It is every where.

They say they care
so why in the ****  are you  pulling
out all your hair.
Maybe they just don't care
about anything
but what it is  you'll wear

so they don't have to.


#familylife


She scratches a letter
into a wall made of stone
Maybe someday
another child
won't have to  feel  as alone
as she does
It's been two years
and counting
since they put her in this place
She's been diagnosed

by some stupid ****
And mommy agrees.
Why go home?
Why go home?
Why go home?

She seems to be stronger
but what they want her to be,  is weak
She could play pretend
She could join the game, boy

She could be another clone

Why go home, why go home,
why go home, why go home
What you taught me
put me here
don't come visit,  mother..

sting me.
why go home?
https://youtu.be/DvijZuvEiQo
xoxo
Trixie Limasa Aug 2020
Inside the room,
That surrounded by the gloom,
I find myself exposed,
Covered by duvet with my eyes closed,
Looking for some comfort,
That I, myself hard to resort.

Every time I stand in front of the crowd,
My mind succumbed by familiar tremors and doubt,
Eyes that full of judgment, I want out,
Heart pounding fast and a mental block,
I anticipate the time would stop.

Anxiety, the word that I always felt,
Even I cannot dealt,
Uncomfortable to socialize,
It suppresses me to vocalize,
It makes me immobilize,
Then I recognized,
Social Anxiety, I realized.

Having a Social Anxiety feels like you are in a box,
Trapped by oneself, tightly sealed, and locked.
Unable to free myself because it makes me terrified,
Lack of confidence, courage, I clarified.

Think about the people inside the box,
Carrying the feelings that there is no way out,
Sooner or later they will build a wall as a blocked,
that surrounded by nothing but the dark,
make themselves isolated, separated, and locked.

I finally realize what is with the box,
It is some façade formed as a rock,
excluding them from connection,
As the box designed as protection,
That the people inside it thinks there is no direction,
But I believe we can use it to make you a better person.

Social Anxiety prevents you from being who you are,
A person who should shine so bright like a star,
So dear, do not be shy,
I know someday you will soar high and fly,
With the dreams of yours held up high,
Standing in front of the ear-splitting crowd,
Saying the word “I overcome it!”, as you shout,
“I am anxiety free!” with pride.

Always remember that you are loved,
Maybe not by everyone but the people that you surround,
you are a diamond that certain people found,
the successful end game is bound.

People with no experience of anxiety,
Can say that it just a minor issue entirely,
But no one realized that it is the society,
Society is the reason why there is anxiety,
On the contrary, if people start to have empathy,
Maybe there is a future in society.

Having social anxiety is not easy,
it makes you feel queasy,
it *****,
people who have it mostly to be vulnerable as ****,
so, if you know some people who have experienced it,
Please help them conquer it.
Too long for a short patience like me :)) but please take time to read it
Oceara Miedema Aug 2020
I'm in love with a person who has severe social anxiety.
He does not come out of his cave unless he's got something amazing to show me.
And I am always on the run from where I live and all the noises, all the discomfort.
I'm not afraid to die, I hate my life.
I wish to be somebody, somebody that can reach you or just anybody.
But not me or my sister because she's fighting just as hard or even harder than me.
Just to live, and if I have to live I need to be with somebody that is worth surviving for.
Oh, come on, every day and night is still just getting out of hand and just not really worth it anymore.

But what can I do?
What can you do?
How can I love you?
What can I do for you?
What can we do.
How, what but....

Help, I just exploded and so I woke you when you were half asleep.
You said you didn't mind and so now we had another time to find how we relate.
We relate, relate too much.
I wish it was just me dying and miserably lonely.
But the monster had to bite you now too and it even figures that it has some real and pretty very serious kind of catching up to do.
On you, my sister and so now you're fighting just as hard or even harder than me.
Just to live, and if you have to live you need to be with somebody that is worth surviving for.
Oh, come on, every day and night is still just getting out of hand and you wonder if it really is even worth it anymore.

But now what can you do?
What can I even do?
You know I love you.
What can it do for you?
What can we do?
How, what, but...

I love you.

I'm in love but I can never love you like I wish to.
I love you but I can never be there for you.
But, what, how...

I really really really really loooove, love, love, love, will always love, will always be connected to....
Will always be in love and will always really love, love, love, yes I really always looooove you!!!
15-08-20
Bea Aug 2020
The way that you carry yourself
In that CATSA uniform
I see my scarfaced love
Checking passengers for weapons
Oh how I await his touch
Oh how I await is kisses
Then he takes me aside
My dreams come true
I get to feel his touch
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