8/14/18: BAD DAY

8/14/18: BAD DAY

A Poem by Lost
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Trigger Warning: Graphic description of self harm

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Sitting in the driver’s seat
Stuck in my driveway
My arms don’t seem to want to move
To open the doors and let me out

I want to go inside,
But it’s not like
There’s anything there for me

I keep wandering
Drifting about
And everywhere I go
I just want to be somewhere different
Not anywhere in particular
Just someplace
That will make me feel different

The steering wheel
Is level with my bowed head
I slump my body into it
And imagine smashing my face off it
Again and again
Until I leave blood
Stamped into the horn
In the shape of my pain

I canceled all my plans tonight
So I didn’t have to talk to anybody
About how broken I am inside
And how things still aren’t going my way
Because I’m sure everybody
Is as sick of hearing it
As I am of feeling it

Tonight I want to drown
And feel the pain in my chest
Suffocate me
Until I fall asleep
Rocked soothingly
By throbbing waves
Of emptiness
Crashing over me

I keep trying to talk
But each time I just start crying
And words stop coming out
I want to get help tonight
But lately I can’t seem
To let anybody help me

I saw my therapist this week
And instead of telling her how I feel
I stared at the ground for an hour
And let out the tears I’d been holding back
Since my last appointment
When I did the same thing

She keeps asking me if I’m safe
And I keep telling her I am
Hoping I can make myself believe it too

I can’t feel anything 
I am a vacuum
I want to hurt so badly
Just to remind myself I’m alive
Because I don’t feel like I am
Anymore

© 2018 Lost


Author's Note

Lost
This is alarmingly rough and alarmingly recent, but I don't want to worry anybody with this poem. I have bad days, and I fall into deep depressive moods. They always pass though, and I am very capable and well equipped to stay safe. Writing when I feel this way sometimes produces concerning pieces, but it's how I cope. It helps me work my way out. I may be struggling, but I am far from giving up; do not worry.

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I'm sorry to read about your bad days but I'm happy to read your writing. As always it's full of emotion and honesty. I have my bad days too and I find that writing is my biggest outlet. Continue to rise above even when it feels like your drowning. We never know how strong we are until being strong is the only option we have.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lost

5 Years Ago

Thank you for your kindness and encouragement :) Your reviews always make my day brighter ✨



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A dark, deep and dramatic poem about depression, sadness, and lost hope. That anyone could relate to in a big way. You are far from alone. Sharing how you feel. Helps in away. Get it all out. And also. Let you see others do relate to how you are feeling. Anytime you need a chat. Drop me a line. massive hug right at you. Dawn.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Lost

5 Years Ago

Thank you so much, I really appreciate that :)
I'm sorry to read about your bad days but I'm happy to read your writing. As always it's full of emotion and honesty. I have my bad days too and I find that writing is my biggest outlet. Continue to rise above even when it feels like your drowning. We never know how strong we are until being strong is the only option we have.

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lost

5 Years Ago

Thank you for your kindness and encouragement :) Your reviews always make my day brighter ✨

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Added on August 15, 2018
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Tags: Depression, bad day, bad days, empty, panic, panic attack, self harm, stuck, therapy

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