I would like to thank each and every one of you who have accompanied me on this journey. Words cannot express how grateful I am to receive such kind and positive feedback on such a personal and vulnerable collection of poems. I began Cyanide Lakes with the intention of relieving the stress and sorrow that plagued my everyday life. It was my diary, and I never thought it would reach more than 100 reads. Yet here we are, 30K+ reads later. I am eternally grateful.
As I said, Cyanide Lakes operated much like my diary for four years. Of course, it was unlike an ordinary diary in the sense that I published it online for the world to see. I put all my emotions on display, something that was both very hard and very important for me to do. In my opinion, the most harrowing aspect of depression is that of solitude. No one wants to feel alone, and that was precisely how I felt at the time. Logically, of course, I knew that was not the case. But in publishing Cyanide Lakes, I found others who were grateful to know they too were not alone. Knowing that my poems have helped others is, hands-down, the most humbling experience I could ever hope for.
If you enjoyed Cyanide Lakes, feel free check out my new poetry instalment, Charcoal Skies.
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Cyanide Lakes
Poetry❝WE TURN OUR PAIN INTO BEAUTY AND HOPE OTHERS WILL RELATE.❞ Please read the introductory chapter for an extensive trigger-warning. This particular collection contains a wide variety of poems detailing thoughts of insecurity, depression, suicide, etc...