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I think I'm okay for now.
I'm okay.
Not perfect.
Not bad.
But okay.
I guess that's okay.
I'm not more than fine.
For awhile I've been down
I hadn't smilied, always a frown
I had been depressed
My life's a mess, super stressed
Used to slit my wrists
But now I'm balling up my fists
Hey, you.
Yeah, you.
It's ok to be sad.
But I just wanna tell you that you're loved.
Okay?
It's ok to want to be alone.
But I just wanna tell you that I'm here for you.
Okay?
Am I Okay
September 14, 2018 ~ Friday
Kicking, screaming out for help
Sneakers, gloves, here they come
Running through the halls
I wish I was okay
But I'm not
I wish things weren't this way
But they are
Tell me this much
Not just enough to leave you alone
Tell me much more
So I can feel you soul
You will never figure me all the way out so do not even try
but my love for you will explain the unexplainable
and we will be okay
Dwelling on an argument will get us no place we are fond of
"Go kill yourself"
Okay
What would you say if I did it
Can't take back what you've written
You're like a snake
And I got bitten
You think I won't make my bed
And lie in it?
All I wanted was okay
as a child, a teen, and an adult
All I want is okay
to smile, to laugh, and to live
And to be okay
No struggle, no strife, and no pain
In the beginning
I always considered myself to be like Sherlock Holmes
Logical, a little impractical, stubborn, and
Alone.
Not by anything other than choice of course.
But alone nonetheless
You’re making me new
Giving me a new groove.
Wiping clear the past,
Correcting us with Your divine chast.
While the rod de God hurts
Please don't come back for my dead body in the
Woods.
At least there my corpse would be the king of the
Flies
And my soulless body won't only be home to
Depression
and
Anxiety
and
i used to be every girl
in every song you heard
i used to pollute your mind
and populate your world
but it's not okay anymore
and you don't want me there
the way you did before
i called you babe
last night in a dream
you stuttered but said love
what do you need?
and made me your heart
and i felt whole again
by being just yours
every hair on end
you took my hand
After the storm passes,
Before the darkness hits,
Cease to think about the bad that has happened,
Don’t let it consume you.
You will be okay, you are okay.
-K.D.
"Just know,
It wasn't your fault you left
The promises you never kept
The clogged up feeling deep in my chest
Like my concious refuses to rest
Knowing I must complete the quest
"Your smile was fading
Changing
Rearranging
Its not the same
As it used to be
Cause you don't feel free
I can hear your screams
The feeling of depression bogs you down,
all the negatives are collapsing over and over again.
No one is there, and no one can help,
No one knows you, and you are all alone.
It's a day
And that's okay
In the month of May
That's alI I have to say
Have a swim by the bay!
You told me
You told me the blacker the berry the sweeter the juice.
But now I realize that not everybody has the same taste.
So your eyes partake of my identity and you spit me out of your mouth and exclaim
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The world is filled with bitches.
Women got beauty confused with skin hanging out their britches.
Hoes, tricks, and sluts. No longer judged by the expression on one's face
but
what looks good on their butt.
People should aspire to be themselves
Where did the masks get put on
Where did this all start
The root source will forever be unknown
Why are we as humans continuing this tyranny
All we have to do is
"How was your day?"
"Okay."
Because "okay" is
Less of a lie
Than "Good" or even
"Fine."
O
K
A
Y.
Each letter is thick,
Another layer between
Me and the world.
Maybe you fall down sometimes
Maybe the voices speak up again
Maybe you get lost easily
Maybe you don’t have to have everything figured out
Maybe…
Maybe some days are harder than others
I've crossed that bridge,
I've known that path,
I've stumbled down that hill.
I've cried those tears,
I've felt that pain,
I've strugged and still will.
They told me once,
is it sad
that tonight as i prayed
i asked god
that if someone was to die tonight...
if someone who doesn't deserve to die...
someone who is loved
and is pure of heart
I remember in middle school feeling depressed throughout the days.
I remember on my worst days that if I ended it now, everything will be okay.
(I wake up feeling) the numb that
accompanies that white pill
(that) killer of (pain,)
I took last night.
I feel the loneliness
I wouldn't say that everything is fine
I don't believe in happiness
Every breath is harder
And maybe I am afraid.
I wouldn't say I am fine.
I wouldn't say I am okay.
because I'm not okay.
Everything's okay in the end.
If it's not okay, it's not the end.
Eyes like glass.
Unfathomable pain behind these eyes.
There's a fine line.
One wrong move and it will snap.
I remember it just like it was yesterday
I recall the look upon your face
shock, surprise, possibly fullfillment.
Even the very words you uttered,
"are you okay?" Unfortunately, this was
