#fightingdepression - Hello Poetry

The uncomfortable can be real icky at times. Don't forget that it's just a feeling. It's just a feeling. It won't stay forever.

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Mar 24, 2025

Mar 24, 2025 at 8:37 AM UTC

silvervi

Reminder #14

The uncomfortable can be real icky at times. Don't forget that it's just a feeling. It's just a feeling. It won't stay forever.

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Everything is temporary My mansion is temporary The monsters in my mansion they might live forever Not in my mansion but they’ll live in another I am always wary For the monster are scary Isn’t that why we call them monsters? I have to be clever They may never get the best of me I will fight until I die Whatever, whenever, wherever They cannot defeat me until I’m dead I’m not about to let them have that

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Dec 4, 2019

Dec 4, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC

bugs

Mansion

Everything is temporary My mansion is temporary The monsters in my mansion they might live forever Not in my mansion but they’ll live in another I am always wary For the monster are scary Isn’t that why we call them monsters? I have to be clever They may never get the best of me I will fight until I die Whatever, whenever, wherever They cannot defeat me until I’m dead I’m not about to let them have that

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breathing by breath each time around moving inward so does the sounds of the voices taking a stand from within my head saying: rise from your bed grow instead

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Dec 13, 2018

Dec 13, 2018 at 1:31 PM UTC

happilyuniquepoetess

Roots

breathing by breath each time around moving inward so does the sounds of the voices taking a stand from within my head saying: rise from your bed grow instead

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The further she strides from me, the stronger my desire to die becomes. The further she cares for me, the stronger my regret becomes. The further she leaves me, the stronger I welcome my knife into my lungs. *The more I want to die, The more I consider her, The more I think of her, The more I want to live.* The further she is from me, the stronger my feelings of harm becomes. The further she distances from me, the stronger my loneliness becomes, The further she thinks of my, the stronger my guilt becomes. *For if I die, How long will she cry? Will she believe it a lie? She will want to die, I pray this falsify.* The further she strides from me, the stronger my desire to die becomes. The further she cares for me, the stronger my regret becomes. The further she leaves me, the stronger I welcome my knife into my lungs. *The more I want to die, The closer she draws to me, The closer she is to me, The less I want to die.* The further she is from me, the stronger my crave for she becomes. The further she delves into me, the stronger my desire to breath becomes. The further she surrounds me, the stronger my will becomes. Because, *I wake for her, I dress for her, I run for her, I eat for her, I breath for her, I sing for her, I live for her.* But the further she walks away from me...

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC

bellie-boo

...The Harder It Becomes.

The further she strides from me, the stronger my desire to die becomes. The further she cares for me, the stronger my regret becomes. The further she leaves me, the stronger I welcome my knife into my lungs. *The more I want to die, The more I consider her, The more I think of her, The more I want to live.* The further she is from me, the stronger my feelings of harm becomes. The further she distances from me, the stronger my loneliness becomes, The further she thinks of my, the stronger my guilt becomes. *For if I die, How long will she cry? Will she believe it a lie? She will want to die, I pray this falsify.* The further she strides from me, the stronger my desire to die becomes. The further she cares for me, the stronger my regret becomes. The further she leaves me, the stronger I welcome my knife into my lungs. *The more I want to die, The closer she draws to me, The closer she is to me, The less I want to die.* The further she is from me, the stronger my crave for she becomes. The further she delves into me, the stronger my desire to breath becomes. The further she surrounds me, the stronger my will becomes. Because, *I wake for her, I dress for her, I run for her, I eat for her, I breath for her, I sing for her, I live for her.* But the further she walks away from me...

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