Something Like That
My mother says I need to get out more stop confining myself in the space of four white walls mistaken comfort but this is what I call safe.
Depression
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Sitting in empty thinking how I just want to be enough for you, a place to call whole.
How Poets Say Goodbye
When it is time I will be done with all I have to say in this world. All you will have of me is the writings I left behind.
Love Me Hard
My bruised face will heal but my heart is breakable handle me with great care.
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Didn’t mean to– and no this isn’t a sorry. I wasn’t trying to come off like that, rude. I–It’s just, connecting is really hard, especially when you feel alone. I didn’t stop trying though, maybe not hard enough. See, I use to think I was afraid of connecting to people, now I’m just scared of them […]Read Post ›
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Mildew stains the trees murky weather overcast. Hell, along the way.
This the Common Air That Bathes Us
That’s what she said. That’s what he said. That’s what she, he, you, me, we said. Said it to each other Said it across long distance phone calls and short distance pillow talks. Said it to the mirror, probably not often enough. Said it to dogs in high-pitched voices, and, in face licks and tail […]Read Post ›
Please Don’t Tempt US
Push me to the edge all my friends are dead! — Lil Uzi Vert, Xo Tour Life Darkness speaking shadows losing grip reality shots firing in my mind.
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I wish I could weave your tears of sadness into better days to come.
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If you keep burying your feelings deep in the ocean the current of the tide will spit it back out. — Day Sibley
when depression made its self at home
I’m writing a poem about you and you might not like it to much I just want to be at peace with myself and get spirited away I guess making hallelujahs out of nothing won’t stop the sadness
3 poems
My depression sleeps soundly at the foot of my gender. — Joshua Jennifer Espinoza, Pray the Gay Away
