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  Dec 2015 Threadbare
SøułSurvivør
cry
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my eyes are dry
but they

haven't told my heart


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/9/2015
this isn't about the haters
and their opinion
this is about all the
good former friends
they may have
infected with their virus of hatred

I have faithful followers.
bless you all!
but I have also lost friends.

forgive me if I'm not
reading as much

I need some time to think
grieve and pray

THANK YOU!

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Threadbare Dec 2015
I am walking down this path
And I can see

The different colors around me
And the brown fallen leaves
The cloudy but bright color of the sky
A peaceful creek and the slowly streaming water inside

I am walking down this path
And I can smell

The fresh air
And the scent of the dirt on my shoes
The raindrops from last night
A lost daisy in the grass

I am walking down this path
And I can hear

The steps that I happily take
And the playing music in my head
The birds flapping their wings as they soothingly fly away
A mouse that is still awake

I am walking down this path
And I can feel

The light that shines through the branches of the trees
And the warmth it leaves on my skin
The soft breeze touching my loose wavy hair
A feeling that will soon go away, even though I wish it would stay
I have bipolar disorder. At these manic times I acknowledge and appreciate every single thing around me. All I see is beauty and all I feel is happiness. This poem is what it is, only in the slightest way of its experience.
Threadbare Dec 2015
Time after time,
It happened again

I am drowning in my tears and don’t remember how to swim
No strength to keep my head up and breathe
Only suffocation by the darkness and the devastating rain
No way of living, no way of trying

Time after time,
I cannot see a thing

It rains so hard, it blocks my sight
Darkness in my brain
I feel nothing but misery
Hopelessness in the worst kind of way

Time after time,
It happened once more

Don’t know how to stay
Though I cannot say goodbye
Too exhausted to find the right words and scribble them down on the piece of paper beside me
I wish I could

Time after time,
I don’t know how to say

It happens all the time
Tell me how to fight the dark when I’m too sad to even lift my fingertip  
I want to stay, I want to fight
But I’m tired of staying and I can no longer fight
I wrote this a while back when I was in a depressive episode. I have bipolar disorder. This is what I felt and still feel at times. These words tell the night that lives inside of me.
Threadbare Dec 2015
A thousand words could not compare to the feeling of your touch
The sun can shine its brightest, but it won’t  bring me the light of your existence
I get lost in your eyes, hoping they will never look away
The darkness in my head fades as you always make me laugh

Light surrounds me and fills my body with warmth just by the thought of your presence
You make me feel like I have found everything that was lost

Loving you is the greatest privilege I’ve ever endured
Saying ‘I love you,’ will never be enough to tell you how much I care about you,
How much I think about you, how much I feel for you

Your mind, never leaves mine

The colors you bring me, are the ones I never expected to see
I may be broken, but with you I am more whole than I’ve ever been
Our hands fit like my whole world just clicked and made it all alright

You are everything that’s supposed to be
The laugh to my smile, the sunshine through the rain
Your eyes tell me all the things I need to hear,

And so they tell me
I want you,
All of you.
Threadbare Dec 2015
I wish, there was no such thing as time
We wouldn’t have to worry about you being late for dinner
Or this moment not lasting forever

I wish, we could just lie on the bed
Or somewhere in the grass
And just talk about everything that crosses our minds
About the real stuff and the things that don’t really matter

I wish, I could hold you forever
That we wouldn’t have to let go
And that we will always be together

How I wish, there was no time
No things to hurry
Only love to give
No end, no goodbye

— The End —