8/14/18: BAD DAYA Poem by LostTrigger Warning: Graphic description of self harmSitting in the driver’s seat Stuck in my driveway My arms don’t seem to want to move To open the doors and let me out I want to go inside, But it’s not like There’s anything there for me I keep wandering Drifting about And everywhere I go I just want to be somewhere different Not anywhere in particular Just someplace That will make me feel different The steering wheel Is level with my bowed head I slump my body into it And imagine smashing my face off it Again and again Until I leave blood Stamped into the horn In the shape of my pain I canceled all my plans tonight So I didn’t have to talk to anybody About how broken I am inside And how things still aren’t going my way Because I’m sure everybody Is as sick of hearing it As I am of feeling it Tonight I want to drown And feel the pain in my chest Suffocate me Until I fall asleep Rocked soothingly By throbbing waves Of emptiness Crashing over me I keep trying to talk But each time I just start crying And words stop coming out I want to get help tonight But lately I can’t seem To let anybody help me I saw my therapist this week And instead of telling her how I feel I stared at the ground for an hour And let out the tears I’d been holding back Since my last appointment When I did the same thing She keeps asking me if I’m safe And I keep telling her I am Hoping I can make myself believe it too I can’t feel anything I am a vacuum I want to hurt so badly Just to remind myself I’m alive Because I don’t feel like I am Anymore
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2 Reviews Added on August 15, 2018 Last Updated on August 15, 2018 Tags: Depression, bad day, bad days, empty, panic, panic attack, self harm, stuck, therapy |