Submissions by DaxterDux (Dax)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
5th Feb 2023 8:15pm
5th Feb 2023 8:15pm
Fear in the Cold
Fear
Cold from the groin to the chest
Adrenaline shaking my bones
Sweat beading in every crevice
The circular thinking threatening to take control
If only I could take control
Then the shaking
The threat becoming real
I want it to end
I try to will an end
To take control
Cold from the groin to the chest
Adrenaline shaking my bones
Sweat beading in every crevice
The circular thinking threatening to take control
If only I could take control
Then the shaking
The threat becoming real
I want it to end
I try to will an end
To take control
#anxiety
#MentalHealth
188 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2023 9:26pm
16th Jan 2023 9:26pm
Watching you fall
Watching you fall
It’s more than enough
To never be you
And never enough to feel what I need.
Hearing and knowing it’s nothing but you slowly killing yourself,
Is more than enough
To never be you.
But never enough to understand why.
Knowing will always be enough.
But it will never ever be enough.
It’s more than enough
To never be you
And never enough to feel what I need.
Hearing and knowing it’s nothing but you slowly killing yourself,
Is more than enough
To never be you.
But never enough to understand why.
Knowing will always be enough.
But it will never ever be enough.
#depression
#family
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
162 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2023 1:20pm
14th Jan 2023 1:20pm
Cold Mornings
Cold mornings sat under the covers
The smell in the air reminding me of you.
The sounds lingering in the air a testament to the home you built.
Aroma of coffee as bitter sweet as the childhood memories.
Reminders all around but none nearly as strong as cold mornings under the covers.
The smell in the air reminding me of you.
The sounds lingering in the air a testament to the home you built.
Aroma of coffee as bitter sweet as the childhood memories.
Reminders all around but none nearly as strong as cold mornings under the covers.
#grief
#nostalgia
#bittersweet
159 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2023 12:34pm
13th Jan 2023 12:34pm
Untiltled
Be silent they said
It was how I was controlled
Being seen not heard
It was how I was controlled
Being seen not heard
#abuse
#PTSD
#manipulation
255 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2023 12:33pm
12th Jan 2023 12:33pm
Staying in the dark
Maybe if I stay here in the dark
I can avoid the true dark
Chanting to myself all the comfort I know
Louder in my head
Heavier in my chest
Wanting to come out of the “dark”
But not wanting to come out of the [dark]
Trying to find comfort trying to get up
There has to be a light somewhere.
I can avoid the true dark
Chanting to myself all the comfort I know
Louder in my head
Heavier in my chest
Wanting to come out of the “dark”
But not wanting to come out of the [dark]
Trying to find comfort trying to get up
There has to be a light somewhere.
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth #apathy
#MentalHealth #apathy
195 reads
9 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2023 3:48am
12th Jan 2023 3:48am
What does it mean to have lost you?
What does it mean to have lost you?
The question has swirled in my head since you’ve been gone.
But none of the answers have brought me any comfort or solace.
What does it mean to have lost you?
It means you are gone.
It means that I am here and it means….
That what’s left is all that you’ve left behind.
The truth, in the comfort of your passing
The thought that there is no pain, in truth brings more pain.
You’ve left broken more than you’d broke
And it’s a testament to the love that was a given.
But tell me please what does it...
The question has swirled in my head since you’ve been gone.
But none of the answers have brought me any comfort or solace.
What does it mean to have lost you?
It means you are gone.
It means that I am here and it means….
That what’s left is all that you’ve left behind.
The truth, in the comfort of your passing
The thought that there is no pain, in truth brings more pain.
You’ve left broken more than you’d broke
And it’s a testament to the love that was a given.
But tell me please what does it...
#grief
#death
140 reads
5 Comments
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