Melancholy

Melancholy

A Poem by The Coffee Vampire.
"

Where I was is a story - sorry you isn't an answer- Everyone's got an opinion

"
"I love."
"No you don't"
"Yes I do"
"You're a b***h who's obsessive.'

Later 
"You are a b***h ."and it's drilled into me.

Ten Years Later

"I am a b***h and they'rt out there happy....
"I am sorry he called you b***h- it's not you."
 

Later

"How are you feeling?"
"Still feel worthless but now I have purpose and I am a witch."
"We used to burn those."

Afterwards

"I have no worth"

Yoga:

I feel empty why am i here
"You're in love and you're heart sick."

"What are you?"

"I am looking into the face of melancholy." 

© 2019 The Coffee Vampire.


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The Coffee Vampire.
I don't sugar coat my writing

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Melancholia was the old name for depression. That sounds like what is going on here. That it endures for over a decade indicates it's chemically based. It is always accompanied by low self esteem. I have a feeling the speaker here is familiar with medication and therapy.

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Melancholia was the old name for depression. That sounds like what is going on here. That it endures for over a decade indicates it's chemically based. It is always accompanied by low self esteem. I have a feeling the speaker here is familiar with medication and therapy.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 5, 2019
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Tags: bitch, melancholy, depression, self worth, anxiety, other's opinion, degrading, abused

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The Coffee Vampire.
The Coffee Vampire.

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I am a character of my own creation. I bleed deep into the city hub with I feel the need to create myself even when I have a story. I feel the drug of the need for blood. I am a vampire and I am stuck.. more..

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