My depression kicked in out of nowhere
And now I gotta find my self somewhere
I don't know what happened
I thought I was happy?
I thought you where him
And those memories, I rejected them
I know I drive you off with my illness
And I want you to know that I'm sorry
I'm really trying to fulfill your needs
But I'm just a dormant seed
Who can't blossom
Because I'm to scared
But is it my fault?
That my self love is at a halt
It's not my fault that he did that
And I know it's not yours either
But when you ask like that
I can't help remembering being called fat
And when I finally do what you ask
I'm shaking and filling with tears
But you make me...feel good?
And make me want to let down my hood?
Because you said that it doesn't matter
But I can't help but not to believe you
Yet I believe you at the same time
When you say you're mine
Which is foolish
Because I remember last time
You texted earlier and you're texting now
I should've seen how
This would effect me
Because now my depressions back
Now my anxieties are back
How many more cheeses do I stack?
I really need to reconsider
Just not feeling at all
I have a nonexistent heart
But your texts make it fall apart
I come to you with my problems (big mistake)
But you don't trust me enough
For I know that eventually
And that you'll start mentioning
All my fat
And all my scars
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Poems of an Outcast
PoetryA collection of poems where I write my thoughts down. It's unedited and is mature since it mentions a lot of my mental health issues. There is Poems that actually talk about my love for the sky and the rain if you're more interested in the happier...
