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sandra dryer Jun 2019
i live on a island of emotions
i swim in an ocean of depression
and even tho this wave push me and drag me down in its murky depths i still come back to this ocean
for i am its surfer
i have become dependent on this ocean
i stand on a beach of anxiety
its sand of fear of rejection pain and loneliness ***** at my feet tell i am nothing but a shadow of something that was once great
and there are people on this beach
they have this funny way of being mean but nice
but they are jerks
they scream and shout so loud to the point where i am screaming with them
sandra dryer Oct 2018
Walking around  I feel like there’s a spotlight on me.
I’m in a play I didn’t addition for
right on stage floor.
But there’s no applauses
Just silence
The quite almost violent
To the point of knocking me down with humiliation
With relation
That im not good enough
With  thought what if and it might
With the victory and satisfaction just out of sight.
runs my life
Its stage manger
The director
In charge of background and more.
Anxiety the play of my life
sandra dryer Nov 2018
and as i look down
i see the little bit of what was left of you
burn
and as the flame gets bigger
i swear i don't cry
i laugh
but to be honest
i don't know why

maybe its because of the sick panic
of knowing your gone
and i don't know how to handle it

god i hate you for making me feel
sandra dryer Nov 2018
i miss when was younger
when life still had the childish spark
when the only thing i needed to fear was the dark
but now life has lost that  nostalgic feel
in-fact it almost seems unreal
now the toy i used to play
will sit alone to rot away
the laughter is now replaced with screaming
and the smiles are no longer beaming
growing up what a waste
sandra dryer Nov 2018
you say my words are to emotional ,well guess what?

i        
                      didn't
ask                    

to
          
         feel

nobody did, its just something we have to deal with
so when i talk
about pain and sorrow
and love
and hope for tomorrow
don't confuse it as a cry for attention
just something for you to think about
i want you to feel my words
don't we all?
blllleeehhh
sandra dryer Nov 2018
i'm high on panic
all i can see is the static
filling my head
and my thoughts are as rapid as they are tragic
i bought a dime bag of other peoples problems
thinking i can solve them
but i can't
i popped a pill filled with other peoples tears
took a hit of other peoples fears
just another ***** of humanity.
idk
sandra dryer Nov 2018
i was never one to win but that  doesn't mean i'd lose
i was never one to get hurt but that doesn't mean i'm not bruised
sandra dryer Feb 2019
Mr. moon
Insomnia makes you seem like perfect company
insomnia
Insomnia makes your warm glow a comfort I long to feel each night
As the star’s dance around you
Anxiety creep’s in
Anxiety
Anxiety holds me a hostage inside of my realty
Bending and distorting my mentality
Mr. moon
Depression runs in
depression
Believe it or not he can be nicest at times.
Sweeping me up in his arm and whispers his words in my ear
Mr. moon
they tag team me tell I’m am nothing
Tell I am but a shadow of what once were.
A chaotic beauty.
sandra dryer Nov 2018
the suns out
the birds are chirping
flowers bloom
after the old ones wilt
and people rise to see each other
we all bask in the light of the new day
as the night has died
its a beautiful mourning
weird how such a slight word can change everything
sandra dryer Nov 2018
your just as bad as every other insufferable human

god i love you
sandra dryer Jan 2019
This pain is a pill that’s hard to swallow yet its become my daily perception
The pain I my medicine
My addiction my adrenaline.
And as I slid across the blade
Blood splatters dancing across the bathroom floor
Drip
        Drip
                Drip
They sing my song of pain
Self loathing Self hate.
i know it wrong but it feels so right
the only time i get to feel
the only time i get to heal
or so it seemed
I don’t know 
i have this need to make me bleed.
but i like that pain
it makes me feel like all is forgiven
it has that kind of driven
it used to be a cry for help
but now it’s just a way to feel
sandra dryer Nov 2018
sometimes
we use confusion
as an illusion
to hide our self from what really there
"if i dont know what it is then i dont care"
"if i dont understand they'll stop asking"
but does it really help to hide
or does it make the problem worse
sandra dryer Nov 2018
were playing tag
having fun
were screaming
but were smiling
were laughing so much
that were crying
"tag your it"!

but then they grew older
we went our separate ways
i thought we were best friends forever
but things changed
i couldn't let go

"i'm not playing!"
"get out lets have some fun"!
"you'll never leave again
once i'm done"!
she wasn't smiling anymore
and i was laughing so much
she was crying
but then they stopped
i was crying

"tag .. your it...."
sandra dryer Nov 2018
they say time heals all wounds
thats a lie
because i have mental cuts that run so deep
pain full bruises
make it hard to breath
time hasn't helped me
sandra dryer Nov 2018
feels like life’s on pause
existence is buffering
alone with my thoughts
there words of my suffering

don't know how i let it get this far.
locked my emotions up in jar
and now breaking  free
now there braking me
but happy's all you get to see.
sandra dryer Mar 2019
i cant take it
i cant fake it
and i wont make it
sandra dryer Oct 2018
Its not my fault my delusional and a freak
That I don’t know how to think
That I’m hearing all this things
That I’m seeing all these creatures
Never crying
Being told not show emotions because there the things that me weaker.
Feels like I’m dying
And knowing that all never be like the rest
Even if I do try my best
That all always be this pathetic waste of space to the end of days.
And that I don’t safe or loved even in my own home
To sit way alone
Emotional broken
Mentally scared
And wounds that never be able to heal in my heart
sandra dryer Oct 2018
You can see it in their eyes
Shifting back and forth
You can hear it in their lies, Spilling from their lips
First from their minds to their mouth then to the floor
Breaking me down till I’m not much more

I am not just a person
But the more that I show that I’m different, that I am me
There onions worsen
What’s wrong with society
And soon the others join them
I must admit, they look like they’re having fun
Making me, making us
feel sad alone and dumb

But I guess some of us were made to stray from society’s light
In order to be who, we are
So I’m stuck in an agonizing ongoing fight
Between conformity, happiness and reason
sandra dryer Nov 2018
your shaking
your crying
because you know its not enough
no matter how hard your trying
and as the tears run done your face
you can only think
"what have i done"

its over

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