tell_me_wy
Poem Published
Today 00:03am
Today 00:03am
Seaside
I’ve found myself lately
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
Walking along the washed
And rewashed shore,
Where early morning bandits
Slip in and steal up
Unbroken shells
For the crooks at souvenir shops
To resell to a quaint family
From the Illinois farmland
Breathing in
Tobacco smoke;
I know it’s not
What’s gonna get me.
Been running through
A thousand unspent conversations,
Trying to rewrite
All my wrongs,
Wishing we still had a chance
To gaze in to
One another’s
Weary eyes
As our paths thin,
Dwindling down ...
#depression
#FeelingLost
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
#WritersBlock #WritingPoetry
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:27am
Yesterday 4:27am
this darkness
You tell me there's light to be seen
if I just step outside
but I must be blind
under the storm cloud in my head
that takes everything beautiful
and leaves me hollow
You tell me the sunshine's waiting
but I can't bear the world outside
where people talk and smile
and live their lives in colour
cause if I go outside
I'll have to pretend I'm not a ghost
if I was any more empty
I'd be as invisible as the pain inside
It's dark in here
can't you see it's dark in here
(it's so fucking dark in here)...
if I just step outside
but I must be blind
under the storm cloud in my head
that takes everything beautiful
and leaves me hollow
You tell me the sunshine's waiting
but I can't bear the world outside
where people talk and smile
and live their lives in colour
cause if I go outside
I'll have to pretend I'm not a ghost
if I was any more empty
I'd be as invisible as the pain inside
It's dark in here
can't you see it's dark in here
(it's so fucking dark in here)...
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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Jade72
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 10:20pm
27th Jan 2025 10:20pm
A mom's despair
I have a child who tried to take his life a couple of years back
There is no larger pain for a mother to know that her son wants to leave this world.
It breaks my heart to know he still thinks about it.
It pains me when he rejects my help or anyone elses for that matter.
He had a wonderful childhood, loving parents and grandparents.
In his younger years, he was such a vibrant and happy kid. I think it all changed when he was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes at 5 years old.
He refuses to aknowledge that this disease affects his attitude and...
There is no larger pain for a mother to know that her son wants to leave this world.
It breaks my heart to know he still thinks about it.
It pains me when he rejects my help or anyone elses for that matter.
He had a wonderful childhood, loving parents and grandparents.
In his younger years, he was such a vibrant and happy kid. I think it all changed when he was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes at 5 years old.
He refuses to aknowledge that this disease affects his attitude and...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#mother
#suicide
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 11:32pm
25th Jan 2025 11:32pm
Life Moves On
I remember a day
So very long ago
When I'd play in the garden
Chasing ladybugs in summer
There was beauty in the simplicity
The sunny days of 2000-something
When age was a single number
And I was still in one piece
This world will change you
It'll darken your innocent soul
Draining your heart
As things fall apart
We'd all love to stay in those good old days
But life moves on
Do you remember
So very long ago
When we could play make-believe
Our imagination limitless
It's funny...
So very long ago
When I'd play in the garden
Chasing ladybugs in summer
There was beauty in the simplicity
The sunny days of 2000-something
When age was a single number
And I was still in one piece
This world will change you
It'll darken your innocent soul
Draining your heart
As things fall apart
We'd all love to stay in those good old days
But life moves on
Do you remember
So very long ago
When we could play make-believe
Our imagination limitless
It's funny...
#childhood
#depression
#grief #memories
#grief #memories
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
24th Jan 2025 00:20am
am I just a ghost in your world?
I watch you pass me in the hallway
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
a tangible ghost
you talk but I'm not listening
because I'm the ghost
and I've got no time
for your living problems
You want me
you say you want me
but all your words are about you
and even if I had something to say
you wouldn't know
because you dare not ask
the hard questions
I feel like a spectator
in my own science experiment
where I'm the subject in my own
rat maze of emptiness
and I forgot the way to the exit
or maybe I just forgot to...
#boredom
#depression
#rejection
#relationships
#sadness
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 8:35pm
23rd Jan 2025 8:35pm
why is it never Thursday?
I wake up to darkness
and silence
and freak out that it's Thursday
only it's not fucking Thursday
I lose time in the sameness
of every single day
try to break the monotony
but there's always just me
I'm boredom in human form
I'm the doppelganger of despair
I have nothing to say
because nothing ever happens
and this silence feels better
than the repeat of my voice
that has nothing new to say
I wake up and drink coffee
play games on my phone
the kind where progress is so slow ...
and silence
and freak out that it's Thursday
only it's not fucking Thursday
I lose time in the sameness
of every single day
try to break the monotony
but there's always just me
I'm boredom in human form
I'm the doppelganger of despair
I have nothing to say
because nothing ever happens
and this silence feels better
than the repeat of my voice
that has nothing new to say
I wake up and drink coffee
play games on my phone
the kind where progress is so slow ...
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles #loneliness
#LifeStruggles #loneliness
71 reads
4 Comments
Emetophilic
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
21st Jan 2025 1:06pm
Pure emptiness
#depression
#EatingDisorder
#identity
#SelfHarm
#suffering
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missjem56
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 1:15pm
20th Jan 2025 1:15pm
Going To The Dogs
The black dog awaits
Lurking within the shadows
Waiting to pounce
For that moment
When you least expect it
But at the same time
You know it's due
And little you can do to prevent its onset
Of the inevitable savage attack
When the Black dog
Seemingly tears out your innards
And craps on your remains
That's when you know he's been......
by Jemia
Lurking within the shadows
Waiting to pounce
For that moment
When you least expect it
But at the same time
You know it's due
And little you can do to prevent its onset
Of the inevitable savage attack
When the Black dog
Seemingly tears out your innards
And craps on your remains
That's when you know he's been......
by Jemia
#depression
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 2:46am
18th Jan 2025 2:46am
Enigma
Enigma,
Even unto myself;
Bottom of the barrel;
High-end top-shelf;
A student of both
Tolkien,
And Bourdain;
One,
Devout Catholic;
One culinarian,
Most profane.
My own heart
Tethered
On those thin threads between…
If you don’t
Really understand,
Then you know
Just what I mean.
Even unto myself;
Bottom of the barrel;
High-end top-shelf;
A student of both
Tolkien,
And Bourdain;
One,
Devout Catholic;
One culinarian,
Most profane.
My own heart
Tethered
On those thin threads between…
If you don’t
Really understand,
Then you know
Just what I mean.
#depression
#FeelingLost
#hope
#myself
#travel
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Johnny_Silver
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 12:11pm
17th Jan 2025 12:11pm
My Last Goodbye
I've been searching a lifetime for true love
But it's not real
And I've been denying that fact
With every heartbreak and trauma they've given me
I've unravelled
And I've been denying that fact
I have nothing left to give
To this world
So take this as my resignation
The shows gotta end some time
And this
This is my last goodbye
I wish that the past could be erased somehow
It's permanent
And I've been denying that fact
And once upon a time I'd still love you so
But those days are gone
And I don't...
But it's not real
And I've been denying that fact
With every heartbreak and trauma they've given me
I've unravelled
And I've been denying that fact
I have nothing left to give
To this world
So take this as my resignation
The shows gotta end some time
And this
This is my last goodbye
I wish that the past could be erased somehow
It's permanent
And I've been denying that fact
And once upon a time I'd still love you so
But those days are gone
And I don't...
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#suicide
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Koulouri
Poem Published
15th Jan 2025 2:46am
15th Jan 2025 2:46am
Perfection
I say I will not let this world change me,
yet it does anyway.
I claim that I will not water myself down,
yet I am buying new clothes.
I tell people to be themselves,
yet I am too much.
How can I be so hypocritical?
When did I become the worst person on earth?
Someone so horrible that they have to change
everything about themself.
I praise larger bodies,
wondering how they manage to be so comfortable.
I stare at the ground in the bathroom,
not daring to risk a glance at myself.
I see what...
yet it does anyway.
I claim that I will not water myself down,
yet I am buying new clothes.
I tell people to be themselves,
yet I am too much.
How can I be so hypocritical?
When did I become the worst person on earth?
Someone so horrible that they have to change
everything about themself.
I praise larger bodies,
wondering how they manage to be so comfortable.
I stare at the ground in the bathroom,
not daring to risk a glance at myself.
I see what...
#depression
#loneliness
#sadness
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 9:32pm
14th Jan 2025 9:32pm
the silent parts of this conversation are invisible
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#suicide
76 reads
4 Comments
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