'depression' 'Pain' 'sadness' 'despair' life
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She cries,
Pain and sadness,
She lies,
Hiding from her madness.
No love,
She sees herself as useless, and untouched.
Like a dove,
Innocent but craves for so much.
Tears sprout out of my eyes but held back by the pressure of my shirt against my eyes
I stop the tears
-What happens when I think I'm not good enough.
I write and I write,
yet no one sees,
yet no one reads,
is it that bad,
is it that horrible,
that it makes your eyes,
want to bleed,
am I a horrible person,
to write how I feel,
Knight Hawk grunts as he struggle walks
The memories flooding him always
The recent past like a nightmare
A never-ending cycle of despair drifting
The blood he still feels on his skin seeping
I've never seen a dead body before,
Something I hoped to never see
But there he laid, alive no more.
Realizing how hard this would be,
I scooted closer to my mom
Tears flowing down my face
The time that i didn't come home for a day
was because I thought
I was doing the right thing.
I thought that meaby
if i disapeared my family
was going to be happy.
That my mom was going to be happy
Divorce is no friend of man.
Divorce is a monster that engorges homes and never finishes
it never leaves
no matter how much you beg, no matter how much you plead.
it will never leave.
Life is said to be precious
But when hurt so many times, I have to disagree
Life is quick and painful
Leaving time only for you
to question your choices
From an early age I've always had this thing called the "black dog"
See I don't really know why they call it the black dog
Maybe it's because black goes with darkness and darkness goes with sadness
I tried to help you all through the night and through the day
Oh honey how I want to stay
I’d like to say “I’m fine”
But I’m not
Death comes calling me
“Surrender little girl” in my sleep he echoed
I do not respond back,
Though life is too short
He creeped into my life with these terrible things:
Bullies, threats, and sexual assaults
I've been through a handfull of ups and downs,
Nobody to call on so I constantly wore frowns,
Afraid to speak up but I knew god was listening,
Morning jogs to the river to see the water glistening,
Struggle,
we struggle each and every day
we get upset
angry
even cry in our very own bed
Struggle is like being a mighty lion
with nothing to eat
You are so worthy
so capable
Parus~The name with too much originality-no meaning. I've perfected the art of making definitions for it , but I like the definition of the darkness, that's what fits me best.
No one ever thinks it can happy to them
It's starts off so very innocent
Wine for dinner ,
Mimosas for brunch,
The road lies barren,
I alone travel.
The sky cracks and moans,
The trees stubbornly resist the wind,
I forge ahead
Another flash,
This one had hit it's mark.
Trees burst,
"Life is but a dream"
I wish.
If I could dream of anything,
Screams of terror would be bliss.
Life's what keeps me up at night,
Life is but a bore.
Life's the stream the boat rows down
