Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:06pm
Yesterday 11:06pm
Rain
My mood betrays me
sometimes I need
blue skies to smile
I'm tired of the cold
hands pressed against frigid glass
praying for a break in the grey
But the grey doesn't move
it settles in its blinding grim existence
and refuses to cease its tears
that drown out everything else
until nothing is left
but sadness in my hands
and a chill in my soul
that craves sunshine and blue skies
My mood betrays me
© Indie Adams 2022
sometimes I need
blue skies to smile
I'm tired of the cold
hands pressed against frigid glass
praying for a break in the grey
But the grey doesn't move
it settles in its blinding grim existence
and refuses to cease its tears
that drown out everything else
until nothing is left
but sadness in my hands
and a chill in my soul
that craves sunshine and blue skies
My mood betrays me
© Indie Adams 2022
#depression
#rain
#MentalHealth #despair
#MentalHealth #despair
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u53l355
Poem Published
30th Jun 2022 6:44pm
30th Jun 2022 6:44pm
I'm drunk,need help , won't ask , don't tell
I can't help but feel pain
This life I chose is too deranged
Confusion with the illusion
Of being so tired and abused man
I keep the feelings on my side
Try to hide but it don't feel right
Fight the pain and affliction
Tried to stand but down iv been stricken
The wicked pain I felt the Shame
As I tire I tried to rearrange
The strange feeling when I turned the page
But the books in a flaming rage ,
I burnt this time trapped in a cage
Fuck this shit I'll be asstranged
As I cry in this night of Shame
I'm...
This life I chose is too deranged
Confusion with the illusion
Of being so tired and abused man
I keep the feelings on my side
Try to hide but it don't feel right
Fight the pain and affliction
Tried to stand but down iv been stricken
The wicked pain I felt the Shame
As I tire I tried to rearrange
The strange feeling when I turned the page
But the books in a flaming rage ,
I burnt this time trapped in a cage
Fuck this shit I'll be asstranged
As I cry in this night of Shame
I'm...
#anxiety
#depression
#death
#LifeStruggles
#suicide
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
30th Jun 2022 3:59pm
30th Jun 2022 3:59pm
Honest Love
I envy your lies. it took you so many tries.
You burst my bubble and got me into trouble.
Your love is like alcohol. It might feel good,but it's really unhealthy.
I tried to reduce my stress,but my feelings are a mess.
i faced the rude,cruel and evil. The borders I passed,the emotions I felt.
But life hit me with a belt. I understood various signs of depression.
Only to reveal the oppression of this world. I went through rough times,
now I die from lies. Why can't you just be honest?
Do you even love me with all your heart?
...
You burst my bubble and got me into trouble.
Your love is like alcohol. It might feel good,but it's really unhealthy.
I tried to reduce my stress,but my feelings are a mess.
i faced the rude,cruel and evil. The borders I passed,the emotions I felt.
But life hit me with a belt. I understood various signs of depression.
Only to reveal the oppression of this world. I went through rough times,
now I die from lies. Why can't you just be honest?
Do you even love me with all your heart?
...
#depression
#relationships
#breakup #conflict
#breakup #conflict
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0ld_s0ul
Poem Published
29th Jun 2022 9:38am
29th Jun 2022 9:38am
In bed with the devil
In bed with the devil:
The devil will fuck up the whole schedule. He grips people’s souls and twists them at every level. Like a plague they pass on their pain at a rate that’s truly incredible. Hurt people hurt people, so Lord please help me let her go.
These people pretend to be something their not. They give in to temptation, no matter how many souls that they rot. Making promises of the future but can’t even truly see what they got. Thanks for lighting the fire under my ass, I’m back on the path to glory, I’m hot.
The devil won’t get in. I have a lot of...
The devil will fuck up the whole schedule. He grips people’s souls and twists them at every level. Like a plague they pass on their pain at a rate that’s truly incredible. Hurt people hurt people, so Lord please help me let her go.
These people pretend to be something their not. They give in to temptation, no matter how many souls that they rot. Making promises of the future but can’t even truly see what they got. Thanks for lighting the fire under my ass, I’m back on the path to glory, I’m hot.
The devil won’t get in. I have a lot of...
#anxiety
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
#betrayal
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
28th Jun 2022 6:46pm
28th Jun 2022 6:46pm
sick sanity
silence crept around me on my darkened days
struggling to feel alive
when my body just wanted to give up
I look on as the world continued with its machine
the sun was shining people were on their way two and froe
I sat on my deck watching feeling too bad to participate
depression set in and I retreated inside myself
curled inward my only defense
negative thoughts circled and I hurt
clawing my way across the yard
lungs wheezing and congested I ache
I made it to the garden but it wasn't the same
everything...
struggling to feel alive
when my body just wanted to give up
I look on as the world continued with its machine
the sun was shining people were on their way two and froe
I sat on my deck watching feeling too bad to participate
depression set in and I retreated inside myself
curled inward my only defense
negative thoughts circled and I hurt
clawing my way across the yard
lungs wheezing and congested I ache
I made it to the garden but it wasn't the same
everything...
#depression
#nature
#illness #MentalHealth
#illness #MentalHealth
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PAR
Poem Published
27th Jun 2022 11:09am
27th Jun 2022 11:09am
dysfunction
I laid my wounds
on the table
and pus and gangrene and pain
I put the plates and cutlery
and cuts and tourniquets
I stopped the blood
I poured pus from the wounds
I opened the scars to the air
and it hurts me deeply
I cut some wrists
and I heard knocking at the door
right rhythm
perfect harmony
samba beat
I lay down on the blood
I spurted pus and saliva
let me digest
by myself
until I clot.
PAR
on the table
and pus and gangrene and pain
I put the plates and cutlery
and cuts and tourniquets
I stopped the blood
I poured pus from the wounds
I opened the scars to the air
and it hurts me deeply
I cut some wrists
and I heard knocking at the door
right rhythm
perfect harmony
samba beat
I lay down on the blood
I spurted pus and saliva
let me digest
by myself
until I clot.
PAR
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
#weakness
#vulnerability
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Sandals
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 4:05pm
24th Jun 2022 4:05pm
Exclusively.........Your Another Haiku
U hurt me and u
U KNOW IT bitch why did u
WHY DID U HURT ME
U KNOW IT bitch why did u
WHY DID U HURT ME
#anxiety
#depression
#dark #despair
#dark #despair
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
24th Jun 2022 12:49pm
24th Jun 2022 12:49pm
A Bite Out Of Insanity
Not everything can be fixed. Some things are just jinxed.
This habit is making me cry. Why do i feel the need to die?
I got dizzy from all the stress. My life is now a mess.
My face is blank,but deep inside I'm dead. Nobody ever understood me.
Why can't you just shoot me? i fell for the lies and slipped on the rain.
Now I can feel only pain. I seem okay,but I'm not. I am starting to rot.
You took a fork and ate out of my brain. Now I am going insane.
Was my sanity tasty to you? Is your love really true?
I tried to attend and make...
This habit is making me cry. Why do i feel the need to die?
I got dizzy from all the stress. My life is now a mess.
My face is blank,but deep inside I'm dead. Nobody ever understood me.
Why can't you just shoot me? i fell for the lies and slipped on the rain.
Now I can feel only pain. I seem okay,but I'm not. I am starting to rot.
You took a fork and ate out of my brain. Now I am going insane.
Was my sanity tasty to you? Is your love really true?
I tried to attend and make...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2022 2:28pm
22nd Jun 2022 2:28pm
This anxiety is like a cheap wine
It's not crippling fear panic induced yet
Or is it?
The washing lays piled up
collecting slug trails and heaven knows
What?
Sunday morning coming down
Found?a clean dirty shirt
This is not a happy place yet there is a friendly familiarity here
Amongst all the emptiness (use your imagination im no going to devote more than a cursory verse)
A half drunk bottle of cider would have made for nouvelle cuisine
Save that it was used the nights prior as an ashtray
What permeates sure isn't death but it sure ain't...
Or is it?
The washing lays piled up
collecting slug trails and heaven knows
What?
Sunday morning coming down
Found?a clean dirty shirt
This is not a happy place yet there is a friendly familiarity here
Amongst all the emptiness (use your imagination im no going to devote more than a cursory verse)
A half drunk bottle of cider would have made for nouvelle cuisine
Save that it was used the nights prior as an ashtray
What permeates sure isn't death but it sure ain't...
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth #PTSD
#MentalHealth #PTSD
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2022 9:25am
22nd Jun 2022 9:25am
Countdown to a manic interlude
Selling a crooked grin for charitable causes
sit back watch the show
let him go like a wind up spinning top
Neurotic decay leading astray
coffin nails piled in the ashtray
Screaming and laughing with the sirens
Those lassies know all the good songs
prognosis
Carry on bending and breaking him
are you not entertained?
Turn up the pot
let's reach boiling point
Die string pulled marionette man
Die
Die on the end of a stringless rope
Keep raving chicken little the sky falls
...
sit back watch the show
let him go like a wind up spinning top
Neurotic decay leading astray
coffin nails piled in the ashtray
Screaming and laughing with the sirens
Those lassies know all the good songs
prognosis
Carry on bending and breaking him
are you not entertained?
Turn up the pot
let's reach boiling point
Die string pulled marionette man
Die
Die on the end of a stringless rope
Keep raving chicken little the sky falls
...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2022 00:05am
22nd Jun 2022 00:05am
this is what my depression looks like
I showered today
for the first time
in a week
because I was tired
of my own body odor
and looking like an
oversized scarecrow
with birds nest hair
It took five minutes
and some swearing
to brush the
baby dreadlocks out
I washed the dishes
vacuumed the floor
and binged watched
at least 3 TV shows
before I was able
to get off the couch
to do even the bare
minimum of self care
and house work
But I also reasoned
it's not your job
to look out for me ...
for the first time
in a week
because I was tired
of my own body odor
and looking like an
oversized scarecrow
with birds nest hair
It took five minutes
and some swearing
to brush the
baby dreadlocks out
I washed the dishes
vacuumed the floor
and binged watched
at least 3 TV shows
before I was able
to get off the couch
to do even the bare
minimum of self care
and house work
But I also reasoned
it's not your job
to look out for me ...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#MentalHealth
#apathy
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
21st Jun 2022 5:15am
21st Jun 2022 5:15am
torment (with Crimsin)
don't give a fuck about me
I am cold to the touch
I cringe when someone reaches for me
I will never let you see me anyway
I don't like being looked at
I was hoping you didn't notice
I was spinning out of control
coming closer to the edge
one, two, three let's jump
my rage cuts
plus I like the pain
so torment belongs to me
in the end you will hate me
I won't take anyone with me
darkness follows where I go
I love you did I forget to tell you
fight the tide that is me
pretend you don't see me ...
I am cold to the touch
I cringe when someone reaches for me
I will never let you see me anyway
I don't like being looked at
I was hoping you didn't notice
I was spinning out of control
coming closer to the edge
one, two, three let's jump
my rage cuts
plus I like the pain
so torment belongs to me
in the end you will hate me
I won't take anyone with me
darkness follows where I go
I love you did I forget to tell you
fight the tide that is me
pretend you don't see me ...
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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