Submissions by Lethi_Messor (Lethi)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Once They Told Me
Once they told me long ago
That I would only be alone
So, I pushed them all away
So that no one would ever know
Once they told me long ago
That I was wrong, and it would show
So, I kept the fear all to myself
Let it tear me to the bone
Once they told me long ago
That I was healthy from head to toe
So, I let disorder eat me away
They know me better, I suppose
Once they told me long ago
That I had everything, high to low
So my sadness had no name
And I choose to suffer so
Once they told me...
That I would only be alone
So, I pushed them all away
So that no one would ever know
Once they told me long ago
That I was wrong, and it would show
So, I kept the fear all to myself
Let it tear me to the bone
Once they told me long ago
That I was healthy from head to toe
So, I let disorder eat me away
They know me better, I suppose
Once they told me long ago
That I had everything, high to low
So my sadness had no name
And I choose to suffer so
Once they told me...
#depression
#shame
#OCD
#FeelingLost
#fear
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Idealization
I see the world ending
And I keep on pretending
To have plans for the future like you
Maybe it’s the snow
Or the self-hatred I sow
That makes it look like its not worth pulling through
I try to think forward
There’s fog, mist, and mortar
I couldn’t save myself a cent if I tried
I found an old letter
From myself from when I was better
It said, “Sorry I didn’t meet you before I died”
Oh, smoke in trees
Are you a sign or just a...
And I keep on pretending
To have plans for the future like you
Maybe it’s the snow
Or the self-hatred I sow
That makes it look like its not worth pulling through
I try to think forward
There’s fog, mist, and mortar
I couldn’t save myself a cent if I tried
I found an old letter
From myself from when I was better
It said, “Sorry I didn’t meet you before I died”
Oh, smoke in trees
Are you a sign or just a...
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#shame
#FeelingLost
#apathy
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Scrupulosity
There’s a winged preacher on my shoulder,
But I can’t tell if it’s an angel or obsession.
It seems the harder I try to listen,
The more I start to question.
The harder I try to fight,
The further that I fall.
If I’m not trying to be perfect,
Am I trying at all?
And am I trying too hard,
Or not trying enough?
Is it an intrusive thought,
Or is it calling out a bluff?
I know I’m supposed to be happy,
But I only feel safe in the hurt.
If I’m...
But I can’t tell if it’s an angel or obsession.
It seems the harder I try to listen,
The more I start to question.
The harder I try to fight,
The further that I fall.
If I’m not trying to be perfect,
Am I trying at all?
And am I trying too hard,
Or not trying enough?
Is it an intrusive thought,
Or is it calling out a bluff?
I know I’m supposed to be happy,
But I only feel safe in the hurt.
If I’m...
#OCD
#MentalHealth
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