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I went to bed whit intentions of sleeping…
I knew i wasn’t sleepy at all…
2hours went by but i was stil wide awake…

i played music, but it was annoying me…
I logged on mxit but couldn’t chat, nobody was online…
I tried to think but my mind was all negative to a point were i even thought of goin 2 watch tv…
I went through my phone book but couldn’t call anybody…
I askd my self questions and eventually answered my self…

As i answered my self more and more questions came to my mind…
I took time to pray and it helped to calm down…
I tried sleeping again but the same thing happened, i couldn’t sleep…

I was wondering if i had problems but couldn’t agree whit the truth…
I was in denial…

I smiled but deep inside i laughed sarcastically towards my self…
I started to have a headache…
Then i accepted im not happy …

I was wondering why…
I ignored the real answer …

Eventualy i took a decision of going to the kitchen to drink water so that the headache could be minimised…
It never worked…
I tried to update my facebook status but my mind went blank….

I listend 2 Larry Head my mind came at ease…
Simply bbecause i realised that my problem was not my problem…
It was ssomeone else problem but just bbecause i care and i tried to figure it out to see a smile on your face again…

Remember 4 u 2 find de cure u must knw de cause!
The is nothing wrong with caring for your loved ones

Dont let your worries become stress
Life its self is a gift from God

When you are stressing you ain’t really living…
Brave Wilson Jan 2021
Hi there, to my dearest anxiety...
I have a small request,
If you'll but hear me out,
I'd be ever so grateful...

You see when I awake, that itching feeling I get, yeah the one that makes me feel like the world is resting lethargically on my shoulders...
Yes! That same feeling that keeps me in bed 2hours after I've awoken contemplating whether this is finally the day my legs give in and break beneath the weight of it all...

Yeah, could you not do that today?

Also, if it's not too much to ask...
When I do finally get out of bed after hours of yeses said to empty maybes...
You know how when I have a happy thought you somehow find a way to show me just how impossible my happiness is by showing me every time I've been strung along by my pursuit for happiness only to be abandoned when I've been used for my worth...

Yeah, could you also not do that Today...

I know, I know, your probably thinking...

But why today?

What's so special about today?

Well, seeing as you asked...

Today, I woke up feeling worse than You've ever made me feel.
My knees are weak already and I haven't even stood up for the day...

So if you were to tempt me to play,
With a rope, a blade, or the pills that on my table lay...
I don't think I could resist going all the way...
I don't think I'd choose to live another day...

But!, and I can't believe I'm saying this...


I sure would miss you, my dearest anxiety. 🖤...
- An open letter to my Anxiety
Malcolm Price Jan 2015
I really don’t miss you one little bit
I got plenty of things to get by
Not a worry at all I’ll have such great fun
With all my friends, me myself and I

I’ve even forgotten how long you’ve been gone
I’ve not even considered why
5days 2hours 4mins and 30 seconds
Not counting, with Me, myself and I

I Never considered what made you go
I never just sit down and cry
I’ve never been happier in my little world
With friends like Me, myself and I

Remember the time we spent having fun
I don’t, and I don’t even try
So I’ll just carry on with my wonderful life
With my friends, me, myself and I

So just carry on, leave me to my fate
And dwelling with my little lie
And maybe just think of me now and again
With my friends me, myself and I
juno Jul 2019
I'm now boarding the flight to Moscow, Russia.

See you in 2hours and 10 minutes.
EVERYDAY Aug 2018
It all started with the usual

He dumps you, you hurt, days pass by you start stalking his WhatsApp profile... He's online but Oh my word!! he doesn't text you..
It hurts, you think lemme fight for him one last time, boom he ignores your text. Blue ticks, 2hours no reply
You hurt to such point that you talk to anyone but how you feel, you feel your friends aren't there for you, the
only advice they giving is "let him go" as if it's that easy... Your insecurity starts to raise insanely
You try to stalk his Facebook wall, he isn't
there, he blocked you. You feel he owes you an explanation of why would he dumped you, Then Boom!! He has another girl as his WhatsApp profile pic. It hurts, why would he move on just like that? Was I really worth it? I guess not!
He's blind, it's his loss
You lose self-confidence, crying yourself to sleep... This is the same guy who told you that he's nothing like your ex's this is the same guy who pretended to love you
when he really didn't. It hurt, you could feel like your heart is up on your throat and it's choking you
SaD isn't it?

This is my poem called "Teach me not to love you"

Come let's take it slow
Don't be nervous
I'm not trying to get you back
Let's start with the basics
Hate each other
Be enemies and try to ruin each
Others lives
Then become friends
moved by the thought Of being "exes"

Let me see her please let me
Meet the perfect woman I helped you
Prepare for, let me meet her
And enlighten her on how to walk
this path with you
Teach me not to love you
So that I can prepare for my better half
And soul mate, help me rectify
What I did to make you walk out
Of my life

Tell me what I did wrong and what I
Did not do to make you walk out of me
My heart is aching yet the ache is not
For you but it is the thought
That hurts, thinking I wasted my time
On a what once was situation

The ache hurts so bad yet
I wouldn't give you the pleasure
Of sharing a single tear for you
You are not even worth a thought from me
I would never **** myself for you
Because you are not worth
Even a glance from me
Let's not live in vain yet let's help
Each so that our present relationships
May Work out
Come! Meet the man who picked
Me up when you tossed me away like
A piece of waste
Yet a wise woman once said
"One man's trash is another's treasure"

I bet you've forgotten all the promises
You made! Funny how you never even bothered to keep even one of 'em
Yet let's leave that for another day
And leave the past in the past and focus of the present
If we could be different we could be envy, angry, resentful, presumed with hatred.
Life's too short to be holding grudges

All the insults and every single thing you
Said after that breakup trust me I remember yet I hope you've stopped being a coward and started taking the blames for your own fvckUp
Don't leave her miserable like you did to me

My name is Ruth and I've learned to stop loving you
I WONT MISS YOU

— The End —