It feels as if you’re gradually falling; as you ponder every detail, every moment all within in few minutes but repetitively. Your head whirls & aches from…… Read more “[Poem]: In Hope.”
Tag: emotion
How I Feel About The Year I was Born In.
Being born in 1995 categorises people born within that year in the same age group as people who were born in the late 80’s and early 90’s…… Read more “How I Feel About The Year I was Born In.”
In that second.
The icy breeze howled past,partially distracted by engaging in a tête-à-tête. Blanketed by a monochrome cashmere checkered scarf, eyes directed toward the snow dusted ground which dwindled fast.…… Read more “In that second.”
My experience of taking antidepressants.
Firstly I want to make it clear that I’m most definitely not the type of person to ‘fashionalise’ mental health illnesses or discuss depression in the hope…… Read more “My experience of taking antidepressants.”
[Poem]: Autumn evening.
Arms interlinked like a necklace, footsteps in perfect symmetry. Following the night lights which glimmer, illuminating their smiling faces. Captivated by the tranquillity of a Japanese water…… Read more “[Poem]: Autumn evening. “
[Poem]: Lucky.
Completely engaged with the lyrics that you sing, if only you knew of the utter joy your presence can bring. Calm & content within the confinement of…… Read more “[Poem]: Lucky.”
[Poem]: Conflicting.
Simultaneously pressured with restrictive emotions, alongside a mind fog of emptiness. A longing to be caressed to restore self-worth, held in the mould of their arms: symbolic…… Read more “[Poem]: Conflicting.”
‘Away with the Fairies’.
The day dreamers captivated by ideas and thoughts. Staring into thin air, appearing deranged or full of dispair. Some become depleated, skin a pale merge of a…… Read more “‘Away with the Fairies’.”
[Poem]: Comfortable.
I wouldn’t desire to live another way, laying beside you is where I must stay. Protected by your presence dowst in your essence. It’s too effortless to…… Read more “[Poem]: Comfortable.”
[Poem]: Finding strength.
Its pathetic. I miss you when you’re gone, no matter how brief the hours are. I want nothing more than for you to grow as a person,…… Read more “[Poem]: Finding strength.”
A letter.
I’m not the kind of person to usually expose my relationship with my boyfriend so publicly on social media; infact not a single one of our moments…… Read more “A letter.”
[Poem]: Uncertainties.
Positioned beside a cinnamon scented candle, captivated by it flame. She ponders about her destiny, whether it beholds someone providing succor. Reflecting about what should be implemented,…… Read more “[Poem]: Uncertainties.”
[Poem]: Not the end.
Slowly edging toward a breakdown, falling apart doesn’t mean you’re spiralling for an end. Two can survive through the mist, persisting with the presence of lingering emotion.…… Read more “[Poem]: Not the end.”
If depression was a person.
‘Dear’ depression, I thought I had defeated you. Somehow you dragged me back into the shadows of dispair. I distracted myself, keeping guarded, yet you repeatedly cast…… Read more “If depression was a person.”
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