I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness,
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under.
I yell for help, but no one is there to hear it.
I begin to see the water at eye level
Wow, I really felt your pain. Hope you are safe now.
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In times of trouble and insanity,
I carry masks to disguise
the pain I carry
secure behind my eyes.
This poem truly spoke to me. It's so accurate on so many levels. Life has been hard, and I've had to grow up fast. I've had to be strong and show no panic so my mother would think everything...
In the circus tent of a hurricane
designed by a drunken god
my extravagant heart blows up again
in a rampage of champagne-colored rain
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Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.
Ok love, look. I know how it feels when you're so young but you only feel like ending it. I've been there, and I wanna tell you something, and it's the most cliche thing to say. Get help, and...
Whisper it, don't let them hear.
Be careful; it's them you should fear.
Follow them, do what they say,
And for your sake, don't run away.
you are trapped in a cage..
no one sees it.. not even you..
you don't know what it's made of..
you don't even know where it came from.. ...
I really like this, I was thinking of getting a tattoo for my 18th of a bird cage with the door open but as the bird tries to fly it is still chained down and I thought this poem actually...
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Crimson red fills the bowl and I think I'm going to be sick.
With every thing spinning so fast I cannot breath.
Walls closing in and everything fades.
Fashes of light come by, one, by one. ...
Hi Leah! I hope you're better now. It's hard going through the things you are going through. But I can tell you that yes you'll be happy. Life is a series of good and bad moments. Some bad...
They watch the world
with open eyes.
They haunt the world
with an open mind.
I’m inspired by this poem because it speaks about how the world is, and I can see that the writer took her time to find just the right words to reflect the title.
This section said a lot...
I watch as the blood trickles down my arm
I close my eyes and hope for you to come.
I never knew what it was like to be alone
All I want for you to do is come back home....
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