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Suppressed Again
She rested companionless,
Her breathing was depthless.
Yet, she didn't feel helpless,
She just felt oppressed.
To the heavily looming air she confessed
That she felt enraged and depressed;
She took a blade to her wrist, but regressed.
And, again, stood up and let her emotions be suppressed.
Her breathing was depthless.
Yet, she didn't feel helpless,
She just felt oppressed.
To the heavily looming air she confessed
That she felt enraged and depressed;
She took a blade to her wrist, but regressed.
And, again, stood up and let her emotions be suppressed.
Published 12th Feb 2014
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12th Feb 2014 11:43am
Awesome I empathize with a lot of this, thank you for writing something that helps me :) Keep on regressing and being suppressed, its better than the alternative and one day you'll find something you can release with.
I'm so glad to hear that this helped you. It saddens me that this is too many times the truth of a situation. And it is much better than the alternative- I hope one day we all find that something, or someone, to release with.
12th Feb 2014 12:12pm
As a male, we're used to suppressing emotions - writing is what keeps me from doing anything that I'll regret :) Nicely done.
12th Feb 2014 1:11pm
Thank you, Envoy! Writing gets me through sometimes too. Glad you like this piece :)
17th Feb 2014 11:26pm
I'm always of the mindset, that one can think
dark thoughts, but not act on them, I applaud you for NOT acting...I know it can't be easy...
dark thoughts, but not act on them, I applaud you for NOT acting...I know it can't be easy...
19th Feb 2014 3:38pm
