depression acts like a poison.
it lurks into your bones and teeth.
your thoughts, within your mind, turn to repetition
depression, a thick slimy substance that comes up from the deep.
...
let me speak to you, all the secrets within.
worry, hope, love and dreams are in me.
forgotten i am tossed aside.
i am the world only you can escape to.
...
my gentle glass world with holes to look through
here my mind use to be open and my thoughts flew
so beautiful the colors that shine
blues, blacks, and purples, so fine.
...
you promise of sweet music and haunting meoldy's of me
a future of lyrical stanza's and notes fairly
empty lies? broken notes
...
for ever shall this curse me?
this fire with it's amazing warmth and beauty
for ever shall i see you in the sky
...
i wish you could see what this is doing to me
i wish you would believe how much you mean to me
...
what am i but just a match? lighting your secret stash.
my flame is bright; blocking and illuminating your sight
i give you what you want what you need, and yet still you blow me out with such speed
my heat you see, its spreads quickly
...
for it was just a flower on the far
side of my garden
it's fallen, and turned brown.
...
i think i got a butterfly
here with me
she flew to me
with wings of blue and green
...
memories that only you know
tear that only you knew flowed
times of laughing and crying
pictures that we took dinners we cooked
...
i hear these words spoken in the wind by a true friend
for this voice that speaks to me my heart bends
your heart holds such a sway to me, your feelings they free me
your face remains in my mind at all times, your eyes... its a miracle how much i can find
...
here late at night i lie gazing at the star lit sky
and dream of you laying here at my side
with your hand in mine and us looking into each
others eyes
...
should i fear all of those people who are near?
all those people so close, its they who i fear
you never know the thoughts that i dont speak,
my heart it falls when my thoughts reach their peak.
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six simple words on my mind at all times;
they are all i think all i speak
they are all i see all i breathe
...
the heartbroken one
sat at a dinners table with her head in her hand
she was shaking so badly she could barely stand.
her dearest friend walked in and sat on the other side
...
i dont know what to say, all i know is you use to start my day
your were my alarm and my lullaby, you made my dreams fly
you were the suite and i was the dress, when i met you i was such a mess
as we came into this, i guess we shall leave it like this; a hurt mess
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im the quite but bubbly goth sittin in the front of the class listening to music and writing, being lost in her own world. i have been writing since third grade now. it is a passion and a way of life for me. each thought that crosses my mind is in poetic form. i like to call myself a true poet. i dont write because its fun or a venting process i just write because it is who i am and all i know)
Depression
depression acts like a poison.
it lurks into your bones and teeth.
your thoughts, within your mind, turn to repetition
depression, a thick slimy substance that comes up from the deep.
this poison which you drink
is an addicton that you cant get away
it pushes and pushes till you are on the brink
it forms cobwebs within th emind.
making you loose your step
making you loose your mind one fall at a time.
depression, a thick slimy substance that comes up from the deep.
a cowardly murderor that comes form the dreams during sleep