(Trigger Warning: Depression)
I never meant to be this way.
I'm sorry if this upsets you,
But I just can't keep living like this
Bottled up feelings
Filling up the jars
'Till they spill over the top
And I can't take it anymore.
I love you.
I hope you remember
When I say that
I'm not quite there yet.
I struggle
Every day
Trying to figure out
What the hell is wrong with me,
But I realized that no matter how hard I try
These awful thoughts keep creeping in.
I've lost weight.
Two pounds in thirty-five days
And despite my efforts,
I can't bring myself to eat.
I can't read
I can't write
Or, not stories anyway.
I can't focus, I can't stop
These awful feelings
And these ugly tears.
I can't do my schoolwork,
I can't interact with others.
The only things I can actually do are
Volleyball,
Listen to music,
And sleep.
But how do I tell you this
When I know that this news will hurt you,
Probably more than it hurts me.
I'm just numb.
My body, my life
Feels like its come to this point where
Everything moves around me,
And I stay still.
I'm stuck
My feet are trapped in quicksand,
And I'm just letting myself sink.
I can't take it anymore.
Mom, what do I do?
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Minor Inconveniences {Poetry}
Poesía"It was nothing important, A single stupid thought." -- -- -- -- -- A collection of poetry I doubt will ever be published, so I hope you enjoy it. Three years in the making, it's a trip through anxiety, love, heartbreak, depression, the works. Imag...
