day 1;
the doctor gave me medication.
day 2;
the pastor told me to pray.
day 3;
my family told me to get out of it.
day 4;
my friends told me to not worry too much.
day 5;
i tried all of them
but i still couldn't escape from the anxiety.
day 6;
i started to put a fake smile and acted like nothing happened.
day 7;
they believed that i'm okay.
day 8;
i started feeling anesthetized. i couldn't cry, laugh, either mad. i feel "less-emotion".
day 9;
i told my friends about that but it seems like they didn't care at all.
day 10;
i told my family about that but they didn't listen.
day 11;
i'm still alive but i'm not living.
day 12;
anxiety didn't allow me to sleep
the anxiety developed into a serious depression.
day 13;
i decided to not tell anyone about it
because i was too scared
about what would they say.
day 14;
i started fantasize about being gone forever.
day 15;
i begged to God to take my life this morning.
day 16;
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day 17;
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day 18;
they cried and apologized in front of my grave stone.
they told me about how much they loved and cared about me.
but it's already too late
because those the words that i wanted to hear
when i was still here.
✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧
26 Agustus 2020.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
A Funeral For The Feelings
PoetryPOETRY BOOK. [read at your own risk] ❞ She's using the ink from her veins to write poetry about her feelings. ❞ ⚠️ this poetry is dedicated to those who have been impacted by mental health concerns, suicide, lost, failure, and grief ⚠️ if you are st...
