Love was the honey drop
Held to this plate
It rolled freely as the
Plate tilted in the soft hands
Viscous checked it from falling down,
Yet letting it roll the way it wanted.
The cold wave, gusty wind
Fleeting rain and burning cold
The little drop froze
Sharp pick, hurt and bruises
Impatient and anger lit the flame
Red, orange and blue
Bruise and soot clad hands
Forayed the sweet drop in the heart
You’re my friend and that is true,
But the gift was given from me to you.
We went thru moments that were good and bad,
Even moments that was happy and sad.
You supported me when I was in tears,
We stuck together when we were in fear,
it’s really sad that it had to be this way,
But it has reached its very last day.
Miles away can’t keep us apart,
’cause you’ll always be in my heart
Eyelashes too small,
A girl’s face
Is staring back.
Shoulders too broad,
Tummy too round,
Waist is all that’s there,
I’ve made it worse!
Chopped off all my hair!
I HATE you!
I HATE YOU!
You’re not good enough!
No One will EVER love YOU!
And a bore!
Who could ever like you!
Not even your own mother wants
To be around you! I
You make me sick..
So I recite
To each and every mirror on the wall
That shows me
The Ugliest monster
A Well That Will Never Run Dry
The tears I cry are sad
And lonely tears,
And bitter fears
Of what may not come to be.
I stare out into the midnight
Blue darkness that engulfs
The night of my soul
And feel my heart sink,
So crestfallen inside
That the world is not still
And green with life
And love such as the love that
And waiting in the
Core of my soul’s heart.
And forever all
That ask the vows.
This is the well
That will never run dry,
This is the reason
The distance makes me cry
I can feel it all the signs are there I don’t sleep well I feel sad all the time and now I am also not feeling well ……………………………
I have fallen into the hole of depression
I have tried to avoid it but nothing seems to help not really sure who I can talk to about the way I am feeling ………………………………………………………..
So I’ll begin at the beginning this all started on the 17th of the month of June we went to the beach and I was standing in the waves as they crashed into shore standing there.
I was thinking depression is like the waves it crashes up over you and then tries to pull you down in the undertow ,
Depression is the saddest and loneliest illness it has so many symptoms that start out as small nothing .
Aching joints sore bones disturbed sleep then the depression gets worse the next day
I got horrible news a good friend passed away and left me in charge of everything without telling me now
I have people I don’t even know mad at me.
I have to deal with all her stuff and the drama that comes with it I am overwhelmed and the one place I use to look forward to going to every week has became a place that
I am starting to dislike all because of one person she is being mean to me because I stood up to her .
I feel like I am in quicksand the more
I struggle the faster I sink
I feel alone and have started crying in secret ……………………
I have been skipping meals just not hunger
And even when I am hunger food doesn’t seem to taste good my depression medication has stopped working
I just want to curl up into a tiny ball and cry
Tear Stained Face
Tears you cannot see,
It’s a me that I hide
No one sees inside covered up and bound up
I am not truely free
Everyone thought I was happy
The only things they ever seen
The joy on the outside not the real me
He came and took it away the unseen strife and pain
Now a true joy begins to stream down my tear stained face.
A very beautiful poem
As if a spy from you
Were watching my inclinations,
And another were watching
My gaze and tongue.
Whenever my eyes saw,
After you, any sight
Displeasing to you, I thought:
They’ve seen me.
And whenever from my mouth,
There emerged, in front of you,
A word meant for another than you,
They’ve heard me,
And whenever through the secret of my heart
There passed, after you, a thought
For another than you,
They pull up on my reins.
These brothers sincere — I wearied
Of their speech
And seized back from them
My gaze and tongue.
Renunciation could not console me
For their loss
Until I experienced you
Witnessed in every place.