Poetry

as i sit
my thoughts race
what is this place
is it a memory?
why cant i see
dissociated
complicated
i sit and wait
for what seems like an eternity
when really
its only a couple of minutes
as the flashbacks hits full on
i try to be strong
but fear gives way to tears
and i cry and cry
cant say i know why
memories of abuse sting
and i am contemplating
what to do next
and where to go with this

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POEM

I AM LONELY
I AM BLUE
I FEEL SAD
EVERYTHING FEELS UNTRUE
I FEEL OLD
I FEEL DEAD
I SPEND WAY TOO MUCH TIME INSIDE MY HEAD
ITS DARK
ITS GREY
I DONT LIKE LIVING HERE
BUT I DO IT EVERY DAY
WHEN WILL MY THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS GET OUT
WHEN WILL THEY FINALLY BE ABLE TO BE
WHEN CAN I
FINALLY BE SET FREE?

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This is amazing.  She is so courageous. And it was so well sad and yo just need to watch it.  So brave of her to do this, and put herself out there to fight stigma.

 

Crash and burn

I crash, I burn
I stumble, I turn
When the alters are yelling
And things arent geling
I tell myself
It will be ok!
Things will get better
I dont always believe it
But what matters is that I try
Even if sometimes it feels like a lie!
I keep fighting
And that counts for something