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Em Sep 18
I sit
in silence
but never
is it silent
when you live in
my head.

Thoughts will
always
flash by,
like a race car
in a thundering
arena.

They don’t
just leave
though.

My head is a
Venus fly trap
for ‘bad’ thoughts.

It latches
on.

Some people try
and say
to be grateful
for all of the
opportunities
the thoughts give me.

They say I’m
creative.

That’s not
the right word
though.

Creative is too bright,
too chipper.

Wild imagination,
another common one.

It’s better,
to an extent.

But what no one
can seem to think of
is struggling.

It’s not
that it’s hard
to think of.

They’re just
scared.

It’s okay,
I understand.

I’m scared too.
Yottalomaniac Sep 18
Confusion and nothingness,
a darkened and dead kaleidoscope,
tons of colors at hand Barely visible
I have trouble seeing any of them
Only feeling Is all that is left
Deep and strong intuition
Yet still only Confusion and Nothingness
a colored Nothingness - that is all
A block of text. Many things inside. Yet so monotone. Lively soul in a dead mind.
Aimée Sep 18
Go away depression,
The one that makes me question,
If I'm good enough,
Just checking,
Leaving me always guessing,
Go to therapy,
Another session,
More things I have to mention,
Receiving more direction,
We're not made for perfection.
I am looking for a profession,
To start with some progression,
I'll make a good impression,
And maybe change my perception.
Aimée Sep 18
I told you I'm fine,
Even though I'm not,
I want to say it and talk,
But my breath just gets caught.
The lid is quite tight,
And I hold in a lot,
Want to pour it all out,
But don't think that I'll stop.
My thoughts are quite mangled,
Wrapped up in some knots,
And it's hard to unravel,
But I write it down & jot,
To unload all this weight,
Because it feels like I ought,
To release this inside,
And happiness I shall sought.
Aimée Sep 18
I was tired of trying,
And showing my kindness,
When all people did,
Was treat me like a virus.
They didn't appreciate,
What I gave out,
So I ended up hiding,
And covered my mouth.
I lost all my trust,
For everyone I would meet,
Even people I knew,
And some ones that I'd greet.
They thought that my kindness,
Meant that I was weak,
So I became anxious,
And wasn't able to speak.
Aimée Sep 18
I am walking a thin line between how I see myself,
And how others define,
I try to lift myself up,
But then I'm taken down,
I try to make myself smile,
But there's nothing but a frown.
Tik tok, the hours on the clock,
The seconds and minutes rushing by,
And in a blink of an eye, it's 3 o'clock again,
And I try to get myself out of bed... But I can't.
Even though I know everything I said,
About getting up late,
It shouldn't be a debate,
But I can see it on everyone's face... that they talk,
Staring, counting every second of my walk,
As I go to get a cup of tea,
And I wish that I was free,
From all of this anxiety,
Trapping me, taking control of my life,
Making me stay in my room,
Wallowing in utter doom,
Listening to music to pull me through.
Aimée Sep 18
Social Anxiety,
Won't let me speak,
I feel like i'm mute,
And think that I'm weak.
Social Anxiety,
Won't let me express,
The person I truly am,
Makes me feel like I'm less.
Social Anxiety,
Is like anxiety on pills,
And I can't calm down,
"Like, hey brain... will ya chill?!!"
Social Anxiety,
Takes over my life,
Everyone just says,
"That just ain't right"
Social Anxiety,
Get the hell out my way,
I've got dreams to live,
And I've got words to say.
Aimée Sep 18
You hide behind your 'nice' disguise,
But in your eyes,
I see you despise,
You criticise with your replies,
When heald accountable,
You make denies,
I recognise that it satisfies ,
And you never want to apologise,
Put me down,
It makes you thrive,
But it makes me laugh how you think I'm not wise.
I can see right through,
& hear your lies,
Yes I can, so don't think twice,
All you want to do is deprive,
Me from having a happy life.
This is inspired by certain people who were nice to my face, but I know deep down spoke behind my back.
Aimée Sep 17
Look at you!
Look at how far you've come,
Don't doubt yourself or what you can become.
I know sometimes it's hard,
And things in life get heavy,
But God looked at you & decided,
That it's YOU who lives this journey.
He saw your potential,
And sees it everyday,
Even if you think you're weak,
That's a trick your mind will play.
You are beautiful the way you are,
You don't need social medias lies,
Telling you what is true,
And judging every look & size.
You are here to live your life,
You're not here to live for social media,
So please do you, be you,
And don't let it deceive ya.
Aimée Sep 17
When the skies were blue,
And the sun was out,
You were a friend,
Without a doubt,
We talked and we laughed,
This will never end I thought,
But one day you were talking,
And one day you were not.
But when you stopped talking,
Was when the skies turned dark grey,
And I sat in the corner,
And I wasn't okay.
I thought that you would have cared, Not only when it was bright,
But when the clouds closed in,
And it felt like there was no light.
You turned your back to me,
When things weren't going right,
I never thought you'd do that,
No I didn't, not quite.
Now you just act like I'm someone to dislike,
That's why I lost all my trust because I was made feel not alright.
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