Tags depression
Loving Me HurtsA Poem by Meghan Reneewhen you live with a mental illness you often find yourself hurting those around you because all you know how to do is hurt yourself. |
nostalgiaA Poem by Meghan Reneebeing alone tends to make you long for something you no longer have |
TomorrowA Poem by Meghan Reneedepression doesn't like it when i try to function like a human being (: |
The Light is Turned Off Again....A Poem by OnlymeGot me pondering a fellow Poet.Am I afraid of death?I want to live a life.Some happiness. Feel joy and blissand true love.Over the last few years. I f.. |
TimeA Poem by cvtime moves slow it feels like an hour went by but in reality three minutes went by... time moves so slow what felt like yesterday was only an ho.. |
ConsequencesA Book by ALHWritingAh, teen years. Rebellion. Depression. Love. Drama. And of course, consequences come with this difficult time of life. Out of anyone, Bella- a 16-year.. |
No One's NearA Poem by D.R. BlackThis poem is based on my niece's depression. |
Invitation to my one and only S**T SHOWA Poem by Eleise TrendaJust something I came up with- Conversation by letter of the emotional struggles we all deal with. |
IrrelevanceA Poem by Harriet RoseMy feelings currently |
DimensionsA Poem by Harriet RoseMore feelings |
OCDA Poem by LiliaHe has OCD. He needs to strive for his dreams. She's in love with him. She gets in the way of his perfect reality. |
Pretty WordsA Poem by ArriamPretty words, probably lies. This sounds very angsty. |
BathroomA Poem by Sarahp.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px 'Helvetica Neue'; color: #454545} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px '.. |
unqualifiedA Poem by interimOverwhelmed and underwhelmedat the same timeEveryone has their vicesThis one is mineWallowing and weeping,constantly seekingthe ability to justbe "fin.. |
The Last CandleA Poem by Malu LailaThe room keeps getting smaller, the walls are closing in. There's no door to get out, no way to let hope in. |
I wish I knew the answerA Story by Melina LoweI’m fully aware that one day I’m going to die, wether it’s my decision or not. One day I’m going to stop breathing, my brain w.. |
I am not okayA Poem by AphitenzaI’m feeling depro |