Samnash
Sam Nash
Sam Nash
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
15th Apr 2024 1:07am
Lives of Poets
What makes me wonder
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
Is not why writers and poets
So young and old
Succumb to emptiness.
It is the lives they had lived
Under the bright sky.
Things they must have seen
To mold those words of bitterness.
From Homer’s Olympus heights
To Byron’s mountain of light.
From the banks of a gushing Nile
to the flows of the Mississippi might.
Mountains, rivers, hills, and streams
Have molded words and wondrous dreams.
Dripping blood mixed with ink
Together they form a hidden...
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
108 reads
14 Comments
theblackbird
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 3:29pm
30th Mar 2024 3:29pm
always was, always will be
It always was, it always will be.
Who am I now?
Much different than the girl
Back there?
Isn’t that part of the fear –
To find I’d barely changed, barely grown
Despite the years, and the tears –
Stagnant.
Dead at whatever.
Go back, Carole King,
Florence and The Machine - “how could anything bad ever happen to you?”
Indeed, Selene, what the fuck, Selene –
Baby Selene, Teen Selene and her
Florence and The Machine,
I’m so sorry, darling.
Twirl around in your dreams,...
Who am I now?
Much different than the girl
Back there?
Isn’t that part of the fear –
To find I’d barely changed, barely grown
Despite the years, and the tears –
Stagnant.
Dead at whatever.
Go back, Carole King,
Florence and The Machine - “how could anything bad ever happen to you?”
Indeed, Selene, what the fuck, Selene –
Baby Selene, Teen Selene and her
Florence and The Machine,
I’m so sorry, darling.
Twirl around in your dreams,...
#depression
#identity
#confessional
#memories
#SelfReflection
129 reads
7 Comments
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 5:04am
23rd Apr 2024 5:04am
Eye to Eye
Looking for someone to vent myself to
and if we share a similarity;
some tragedy that we have both gone through.
Perhaps we could just shed some clarity
on how the prior trauma fucked us up.
Numbing my brain by self-medicating.
I am three drinks in; please refill my cup.
Angry all the time, it is frustrating.
Even though this is bottled up inside
pieces of me break away and they get lost.
This is me, I no longer want to hide.
Years in depression paid at high cost.
Perhaps having someone who can relate.
can help us unburden some...
and if we share a similarity;
some tragedy that we have both gone through.
Perhaps we could just shed some clarity
on how the prior trauma fucked us up.
Numbing my brain by self-medicating.
I am three drinks in; please refill my cup.
Angry all the time, it is frustrating.
Even though this is bottled up inside
pieces of me break away and they get lost.
This is me, I no longer want to hide.
Years in depression paid at high cost.
Perhaps having someone who can relate.
can help us unburden some...
#NaPoWriMo2024
#sonnet
#depression #LifeStruggles
#depression #LifeStruggles
12 reads
6 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 7:04pm
8th Apr 2024 7:04pm
Uninspired
Today, I don’t feel like writing
because I feel like a ghost.
I’ve been floating around all day,
suspended in air as I haunt
the hallways with a hollow stare.
I’m frustrated with myself because
I haven’t been able to take care
of my fading mental health.
It feels like my legs are barely moving
and my feet are on wheels,
gliding over the floor with liquid motion.
I am permeable, one with the air around me.
Today’s theme song sounds like
yesterday’s news - overplayed,
understimulated, recycled...
because I feel like a ghost.
I’ve been floating around all day,
suspended in air as I haunt
the hallways with a hollow stare.
I’m frustrated with myself because
I haven’t been able to take care
of my fading mental health.
It feels like my legs are barely moving
and my feet are on wheels,
gliding over the floor with liquid motion.
I am permeable, one with the air around me.
Today’s theme song sounds like
yesterday’s news - overplayed,
understimulated, recycled...
#depression
#ghosts
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2024
91 reads
12 Comments
PencilScribbles
Scribbles
Scribbles
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 6:16am
26th Mar 2024 6:16am
We Need to Talk
A classic family shadow
on a round-about trip,
As I see the future
that you're letting slip,
Remember when your cousin
was all string out?
Don't you see
you're following him now?
Another wasted talent,
a G damn fucking tragedy.
Still wonder why
I didn't want to leave?
My honesty
only cuts if it is true,
And I only say it
because I fucking love you!
If you were in my shoes,...
on a round-about trip,
As I see the future
that you're letting slip,
Remember when your cousin
was all string out?
Don't you see
you're following him now?
Another wasted talent,
a G damn fucking tragedy.
Still wonder why
I didn't want to leave?
My honesty
only cuts if it is true,
And I only say it
because I fucking love you!
If you were in my shoes,...
#depression
#family
#addiction
111 reads
4 Comments
thoughtsdie
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 7:25am
17th Apr 2024 7:25am
Journal Entry (1 year old)
I don’t see the point in trying if nothings going to work. I can’t climb myself out of this hole when the walls keep breaking off with each attempt. And with each effort I only fall again with new injuries. Soon enough my whole body will break and have no strength to climb up again. My body is decaying and becoming a part of this dark, empty, nothingness. The walls are caving in and it’s raining. The rain cries for me and I’m drowning. I’m stuck and all I can do is wait for my last breath to come. The only comfort I have is the certainty of my demise.
#depression
#suicide
167 reads
6 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2024 9:59am
2nd Apr 2024 9:59am
Patchwork Saniry
lips sttched
together tightly
gloriously gagged
from speach
can no longer
vomit
sharp resolution
of darkness
its all a facade
i don't really
exist here
eeyes bulging
out sockets
hallucinations
finely tuned
screw slowly
turns tighter
worry knows
my frequency
that song plays
so violently
seems on
permanent repeat
name has been
taken again
identity worthless
digitally deleted
deflated like
useless currency
who's to blame ...
together tightly
gloriously gagged
from speach
can no longer
vomit
sharp resolution
of darkness
its all a facade
i don't really
exist here
eeyes bulging
out sockets
hallucinations
finely tuned
screw slowly
turns tighter
worry knows
my frequency
that song plays
so violently
seems on
permanent repeat
name has been
taken again
identity worthless
digitally deleted
deflated like
useless currency
who's to blame ...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
71 reads
6 Comments
nightbirdblue
enbyblue
enbyblue
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 6:22pm
17th Apr 2024 6:22pm
How To Disappear Completely
Darkness breathes
Like a living thing
Thrumming rib bones
Exhaling smoke
And I can smell your
Breath for days
It’s getting harder
Just to breath
I am stagnant in stale air
Visiting my hollow stare
Upon a world of pain
Of predictable delusions
I dilute my presence
As my pupils dilate
Into distant dimensions
I can’t look away
I fade
Into the shadows
And d i s a p p e a r . . .
Like a living thing
Thrumming rib bones
Exhaling smoke
And I can smell your
Breath for days
It’s getting harder
Just to breath
I am stagnant in stale air
Visiting my hollow stare
Upon a world of pain
Of predictable delusions
I dilute my presence
As my pupils dilate
Into distant dimensions
I can’t look away
I fade
Into the shadows
And d i s a p p e a r . . .
#abuse
#depression
#emptiness
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
82 reads
10 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
26th Mar 2024 1:54pm
26th Mar 2024 1:54pm
Waking up in nowhere
Woke to a howling wind this morning
threw on a flannel and my work pants
out the front door up to the coffee shop
cold stings my fingers like a sliver into the quick
sit down at the big table full of grey and despair
talking about a world that passed us by
while we waited for it to bow
blame it on the ones we left in charge
then raged that they never wanted change
the dollar store sucks up our money like a vacuum
we attack the folks chasing the dream
Annette comes by refills my cup
i wonder to myself maybe we should do...
threw on a flannel and my work pants
out the front door up to the coffee shop
cold stings my fingers like a sliver into the quick
sit down at the big table full of grey and despair
talking about a world that passed us by
while we waited for it to bow
blame it on the ones we left in charge
then raged that they never wanted change
the dollar store sucks up our money like a vacuum
we attack the folks chasing the dream
Annette comes by refills my cup
i wonder to myself maybe we should do...
#depression
#grief
#apathy
84 reads
10 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
15th Apr 2024 1:29pm
15th Apr 2024 1:29pm
Why do you hurt me?
Why does it hurt me so
With every whim
You come and go
It hurts deep inside
Knowing I’m doing everything.
To keep you by my side
I tried to make you laugh
To give you joy
To give you pleasure
Instead, I get nothing
And I am not sure
Why do you hurt me so
I feel it deep in my core
It hurts so much
I feel I will break
Tell me, please
How much more can I take
I’ll sit here and sob in my knees
And try to think
What is it about me
Don’t tell me its you
For if it was
Then I...
With every whim
You come and go
It hurts deep inside
Knowing I’m doing everything.
To keep you by my side
I tried to make you laugh
To give you joy
To give you pleasure
Instead, I get nothing
And I am not sure
Why do you hurt me so
I feel it deep in my core
It hurts so much
I feel I will break
Tell me, please
How much more can I take
I’ll sit here and sob in my knees
And try to think
What is it about me
Don’t tell me its you
For if it was
Then I...
#sadness
#depression
#confusion
86 reads
11 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
31st Mar 2024 7:44pm
31st Mar 2024 7:44pm
Insanity
Teetering on the
edge of madness
edge of madness
#depression
#MentalHealth
87 reads
5 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 11:43am
9th Apr 2024 11:43am
A Mind Unraveling
At first it was
A lot like peeling back
The layers of an onion
Unspoken confessions revealed
Can it be an actual confession
If it isn't spoken out loud in words?
I lived and learned one
By one the many contradictions
Of my life's steadfast addictions
Medication to ease the pain
Of the likes of OCD and MDD
I've come so far
In my life's journey
On this road that I've been
T r a v e l l I n g
Still some days I swear
It seems my mind 's again
U n r a v e l I n g
A lot like peeling back
The layers of an onion
Unspoken confessions revealed
Can it be an actual confession
If it isn't spoken out loud in words?
I lived and learned one
By one the many contradictions
Of my life's steadfast addictions
Medication to ease the pain
Of the likes of OCD and MDD
I've come so far
In my life's journey
On this road that I've been
T r a v e l l I n g
Still some days I swear
It seems my mind 's again
U n r a v e l I n g
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
85 reads
10 Comments
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