Self-Diagnosed.
Therapy Helped.
Gave Me Drugs
To Keep Me Sane.
They Alter The Dosage.
I Feel Fine.
I Feel Fine?
The Darkness Grabs Me.
Mind Grows Heavy.
Is It Back?
Can I Ever Be Fine?
The Hands Drag Me In.
Am I Worth Saving?
Anger Fires Up Inside.
I’m Stuck.
In A Loop.
I’m Going Nowhere.
But I Don’t Want To Leave.
If it’s alright, I will try to post poems every day. I write poems based on my feelings and experiences; it does help me make sense of all of it. If you don’t like any of my poems, that’s fine, you don’t need to read them or to comment on my post’s.
7 years ago
I still haven’t lived it through
So
I remember crying
I remember pleading
My mom divorced before
But I guess my father didn’t care
As when I was supposed to go
My sister went alone
It was a week
When we didn’t see
My sister was scared
The judge told him to bring her back
I blamed myself until now
My father shouldn’t have
Why did he kidnap my sister?
I couldn’t say at all.
Safe to say
I have grudge for him
He will fall.