Poetry Blogs (social anxiety)
~It's that constant voice in my head,
It's my voice,
Illustrating the never-ending daytime nightmares that keep me up at night,
That keep me down at noon
I fall for these stories
The fabrications that knit the fabric of my life
It's the stories behind the gazes that cut the deepest
Everyday I fight through plastic razor blades
But I don't think I'm strong enough~
Thursday 26th March 2020 6:27 am
A perfectly edited
Resists the truth
Thursday 26th September 2019 10:07 am
I packed a suitcase for just myself
then took a trip to winter months. Found
the key to the bedroom in a snow-crusted corner.
Flat-lined in a crowded room and had to shake
off the hangover in
So mood landed on carpet
and grew dim like a lamp when the flimsy blanket
drapes over the shade to welcome the latest
blast of ice in gray sunset.
Friday 1st February 2019 9:47 am
Yellow branches drifting to the shore,
You hold true in the forwards direction,
Bending ever downwards to the depths of darkness.
Your voice is shallow and short,
The breaths meaningless to all but the other,
Mirrors reflecting the sun.
Shattered windows created imperfections in a perfect line,
The glimmering colors to present true beauty once again,
Wednesday 7th March 2018 6:30 am
On the days when my tongue betrays me
The pen is my ally.
While it cannot turn off my mind
It is comforting to have a friend
Who promises the comfort of revision,
On the nights
When my bed is my solace
And sleep is a guest who takes too damn long to arrive
There are words
That I can use to dream.
There are days when my mind
And my w...
Monday 20th February 2017 10:31 am
5th grade was my downfall
Anxiety coupled with A.D.D
Made for the perfect broken marriage.
6th grade was calm.
I had everything under control
And I was taking medication
But 7th grade was morbid.
One only the devil could produce,
Had arrived with the diseased name
8th grade was the year Depression made friends
Wednesday 13th April 2016 4:30 pm