DepressionA Poem by AmandaThis is my personal struggle with depression.
If you are afraid you have to
go about life scared but be brave. Don’t be a victim, be a survivor. ------------- Upon my tears you fell, you broke my heart. Shattered to pieces, burned to black life blew away in ashes. My lows got deeper, my highs got higher, my life seemed shallow, my grave seemed closer. The sun forgot to shine, the clouds forgot to move, the river’s edge overflowed, love forgot me leaving me in a pile of dirt. My heart wings broke, no longer am I able to fly. Love forgot about me, it bruised me, it beat me. Depression seemed to know me better, but is toxic and painful. It passes slowly and like molasses, yet life flashes before my eyes. By my surprise a light blinds me, a reminder of what is to come. From deep within my black hole one word brings me to the surface, survival. Be brave and accept yourself, flaws and all. Scar’s and pain is part of the process. You have a choice, to gain muscle or stay weak and fragile. Anyway, I’ve learned to love myself accepted my flaws and scar’s. Be kind to yourself and others. Mindfulness brings us together. © 2021 AmandaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on November 20, 2021 Last Updated on November 20, 2021 Tags: poetry, poet, personal, mental health, depression, survivor AuthorAmandaBakersfield, CAAboutI am an autistic 40 year old woman. I live with a furry person named Ginger Beans, he's a cat. I am an artist and poet. I've been writing scenes I was very young. I also have been drawing. I run a blo.. more..Writing
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