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Harry Roberts Oct 2018
Depression Grows Like A ****,
It Attacks What You Need,
Creating Feelings Of Anxiety,
Or Cavernous Spaces Sitting Quietly.

It's The Soul Crushing Pit,
Tartarus Has Nothing On It,
Beyond The Depths Of ****,
Worse Than What Was Writ.

How Like A Leaf In The Wind Did Some Flow,
Others Like Lead In A Lake They Won't Grow,
Who Didn't Grieve When The Inner Youth Died,
How Did You Know I Was Blunted Inside?

How Can I Breath When I Feel Like Its Stolen,
How Can I Stand When My Ankles Are Swollen,
Burnt Down To The Wick But I'm Never Off Sick,
I Never Break Even & I'll Never Brick.

I Should Decide If I Should Be Revived,
A Broken Part Of Me This Shell Is Derived,
Recoveries Road But I Didn't Drive.
I Woke Up But I Didn't Survive.
Harry Roberts - Survive. © 14/10/18
hopelessmuggle Oct 2018
But goodbyes aren’t good
as they sound,
For people who are already heartbroken wouldn't survive.
And they are not the only ones who have been with me
on this day and they will
never be able to make it
till the end of time.
Gale L Mccoy Oct 2018
have i grown this
fungus heart
myself?
have i
reconstructed myself
to survive in the conditions
i’ve created?

sloth
is the sin i brew
neglect
is the symptom
how do i solve this
when avoiding is
what comes natural

the virus grows too much
when i stay too still
so i keep moving
infecting all yet
trying to escape
this fate
as if running
stops the wound
from bleeding

but still
it is not as if
staying still makes
anything more
then an ecosystem
of self-destruct
Apporva Arya Oct 2018
When I was alone in light,
My shadow stayed.
But sooner it left
with sunset.
That frozen night ,
I spent with starry sky
and a lie,
That this night is all to Survive.
Tomorrow's sun rise,
My shadow will again revive.
But next morning,
It rained with all its might.
So I was lone both day and night.
I have stopped holding onto people and outer stuff (work,shadow)to escape loneliness. Because for how long I will keep holding them since one day they all will leave. So let's wake ourself up and face this truth .
Robert Udrea Oct 2018
It’s when my wings we’re naturally
falling to no end, but all at once,
I felt that tumble like a dagger
in my burdened, weeping heart,
The sound of you, spreading in the sky
traced one Ursa Major in my mind,
The fear wasn’t completely gone,
i stood up, even so, I was the man
To bind a grieving to a guiltless heart,
It’s twenty forty eight once more
another wink of now, my weary dreams
Go faint, how can we really survive?
as time will never learn to stop,
I want to hear your voice again, but
twenty forty eight will never be alike.
Saint Audrey Sep 2018
Everything will fade away
Eventually
But I'll still be staying here
In my crumbling dream

Nothing for this ache
Ironically
Bright against the light of day
The centerpiece

For the first time, in a long time
For the very first time...

Vacate every side in space
Ironically
One last chance that we could take
Anarchy

Moth writhing in the flames
Never meant to be
Drawn up to the ledge I found
waking soulless sleep

For the first time, in a long time
Maybe for the the last time...

Take a deep breath
Sort out your answers
Take off the mask
Look through your own eyes, again
Take a deep breath
Brace for impact
Mandarin Sep 2018
Here I am
where I've been so many times before
                              nothing    is   wrong
                              yet everything is off
                              everything is wrong
My heartbeat is too fast for this to be
right,
fine,
good.
I'm
Fine.
Why does this happen?
Why do my mind and my body disagree?
There should be no inner conflict such as this
                                                            Cry
                                                        Die
                                                   Hide
                                              Abide
                                         Starve
                                   Survive
Who would want this life
the life
of a broken
individual?


me.  I do.  I am broken.  I am strong.  I am proud.  I have potential,

                                                                                           and so do you.
Stay strong
Denise Uy Sep 2018
It's not difficult to think of stopping
when the green light is on.

******* up on an everyday basis,
when everything should be easy,
only to end up with another crisis.

Spitting out the blame on everything
instead of swallowing it down,
just to avoid the bittersweet of it all.

A bubble harder than concrete,
Tears saltier than the Dead Sea,
the waves of frustration when
expectations and reality don't meet.

Lone wolf hunting down dead leaves,
Slumped on the forest ground.
Abandoning the will to retrieve,
Giving up on the wolf that believed.

**** the perfect cups of tea.
All that's left is bitter coffee,
Not my taste but life's not sweet.
I should get used to lifting weights
and doing tons of things I hate.

Not doing well and all but I'm
trying to survive because it's
me.
***** everything. Imma chill for a sec.
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