I fear the day
I lay to rest
Forgotten memories
Of moments seized
Sad regrets
Of days in bed
Fearfully trying
And simply surviving
Am I made for more
Have I grown mature
A mind controlled
By addictions at most
Am I enough
Or is it all a bluff
I begin to question
My emotional seasons
Leaving me lonely
Waves of what's happy
A constant loop
With my inner troops
To alter my mind
And break down time
Until one day
I lay to rest
Until one day
I befriend death
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haunting tales of depression
PoetryThis collection of poem was written for the main purpose of helping me cope. They speak of depression and mental health ; the harsh reality of a few of us. Perhaps you may relate to them, and begin to feel less alone in your struggles. You are worth...
