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codenameDust Mar 2016
I was born broken
Yearned for a fix
Through years I went looking
Untill our first kiss

I know now
Not everything broken is bad
And I took a vow
Never again to be sad

And summers sprang
Autums dove
Winters bleaked
Untill Spring,
Another season leapt

With your hand in mine
I walked through it all
A smile revealing your teeth
Stitched my soul
And stirred me underneath

Scars turned into marks
Starting the journey
Of what essentially
Was a question
You answered unwillingly

Cause you liked me like this
Chasson eli Oct 2017
Bleaked lights,
Probing above those bright eyes,
In the embrace
Of loving hearts.

Living with a thought,
"Hatred gathers around,
Yet replied,
A recurring love."

True, I tend to annoy,
Making sense of dead horses.

True, I tend to ignore,
Spin a tale for another thought.

But marks still remain.
I'll live with this guilt,
This stress and this regret.
Along with everything that I lost,
And some that I know
I will soon lose.

But you won't know.
Won't mind or remember.
Go on with your life.
Bright and happy.

All this pain,
All this void.
I'll live with it.
Face it in each blink,
Each thought in my mind.

Because I know,
its always been me.

Because I know,
World ain't that easy.

But I will smile,
Full of content and happiness.
Because I won't
Let you know
What on my shoulders,
Drag you down with me.

For all you had done,
Whether its good or bad,
For worst or better,
I'll forgive.
I'll felt grateful.

Will redemption can I ever get?

For when a leader finish his job,
People will say,
People will remember,
"Its happened naturally."
"We done it ourselves".

True, people come and go,
But stories inside,
I will never tell.
This is a somewhat my improved take on the subject of metaphors (refer "All's on the table"). So it is very open to criticism as I am still learning.
TheJhondelion Jan 14
In a world where we feel forsaken and abandoned,
A barren land bleaked with loneliness, forgotten, forlorn
A life so hopeless and full of desolation.
A whole generation plagued by an epidemic called depression.

An illness that took the lives of many.
Yet still misunderstood, dismissed as laziness aplenty.
Loving parents lose daughters and sons,
Still no cure, incomprehensable not even one can understands.

They've scoured books, devoured dictionaries, seeking words to describe how they really feel,
Yet none can mend a soul like them, too broken to heal, too shattered to fix it still.

But then you came, a beacon so bright,
on this dim and narrow path I called life,
A glimmer of hope in a world so dark, where it all seems filled with wrath and strife.

Be strong and make sure to guard your light,
Growing it ever more intense โ€”impairing a sight,
Let it shine brighter than any stars and sun,
Help them light up their way till the darkness around them are gone.
For souls that dwells in void like mine,
I cherished the warmth it gives and provides,
In a world not built for us to live, rather just merely for us to survive.

Yet remain cautious of those who'd dim your glow,
Leaving you cold, it's unkind โ€” I know.
But keep your flames burning with passion,
Nurture it, share it wisely like a precious ration,
For your light is a beacon of hope,
Guiding those lost in darkness, away from ending their lives hanging on a rope.
This poem is inspired by all the people in my life whom I dearly love and adoreโ€”my friends, family, colleagues, and even strangers who stand beside me and millions of others suffering from mental illnesses. Their understanding, kindness, and unwavering support make this often difficult life bearable. They are my beacons of hope.
Mental health struggles are often misunderstood, and those who battle these challenges are frequently met with judgment rather than compassion. This poem aims to shed light on the depth of these struggles and the importance of empathy. To everyone who offers a listening ear, a kind word, or a comforting presence, know that your actions ripple through the darkness, bringing warmth and light.
This piece is a reminder that while the world can seem desolate and unkind, the light within each of us can guide others through their darkest moments. Together, we can create a world where no one feels alone in their suffering. Thank you for being the light that helps others find their way.
P.S. Always remember that it is not that expensive to be KIND โค๏ธ

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