#depressionpoetry

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As A Man

As a man, burdened heart, you bear,Silent sorrows, you must declare,Hide the ache beneath your smile,Struggling quietly all the while,Though unseen, the pain persists,Silent sufferings clenched in fists,Yet, find solace in words unsaid,In silence, strength, with might to tread.

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girl from mars

things only seem to be feeling worse in group therapy out of my mouth flew a UFO i found an unconscious victim of human trafficking at my doorstep and the room became an ear curdling silence i sliced into with what if i’m the next girl on the floor? everyone in the group has turned pale, like i’m sucking the red out of their faces into my own no one has a word of advice for me like they…

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wick in water

i got an ocean tide rolling out of my eyes, you’ve long since lost me in its current and maybe these titanic dramatics have been overplayed at this point at one point, we were fire an infatuation that washed out like a wick in water or a church candle’s unanswered prayer still giving off heat we both know we’re only feeding the flames with the tsunamis salivating on our swearing…

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twi$ted

text reads: i’ve spent so long twisting my body into a dollar sign that i’m distorting your i love you into i’m buying you because nobody could love such a twisted girl i’m currently a currency you cannot convert i’m still the striptease behind my taped-over webcam still the sugar baby who’s spit out once i’m sour still the half-off whore who’s become half-human half-body fully spent…

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swallow

you’ve twisted my bones while i’ve devoured your cries and you’ve shoved your shame down my throat well, i can flex i can serve i know how to swallow shame and i know your moves, your mending, your molding and when you’ve broken from bending i’ve camouflaged my own bruising to care it’s true we’re both wounded but you will never know the fear of frontline or how a mother swears at servicemen…

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survivor's guilt

I feel safe in my third floor apartment. I feel safe nowhere else on earth. i swear the sun makes no sense. it's supposed to enlighten jaded minds but my god, i drift through days. that is to say, sun rays drag me down the stairs. and i'm painfully aware of the youth left within these walls that only my third floor door seems to shut out. funny how i'm afraid of heights yet lately i'm more…

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shipwrecked

I drank on the decks of shipwrecks and i drank and i drank and i plummeted myself into the lifeboats of strangers until i sank and sank and found solitude in the tide and I confused treading water with swimming because being alone felt an awful lot like staying alive -ah Twitter Instagram Facebook Tumblr Pinterest 💖support me💖

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