March 21st, 2018
I don’t know what friendship means
If it’s not okay to feel hurt
I don’t know who you are
Or when you turned into this jerk
You put the knife in my back
And you gave it a turn
Then you set my world on fire
And left me there to burn
You know that I’m already sick
And it’s painful to be alive
That I fight these urges every day
Because I don’t want to die
Yet you hand me the rope
And you bring me a chair
Then you leave me alone
Because you never cared
March 13th, 2018
I write to chase my demons away
But they always find a place to stay
A vessel that I never would have thought
Holds the misery that I wished I forgot
The feelings never seem to end
I just find new ways to play pretend
I fake being happy so nobody knows
I put on my smile and put on a show
These things, they always start to pile
All I can do is embrace the denial
These pills are here to help me conceal
I don’t know if anything is real
All I know is I feel so weak
But my mind still finds its way to speak
I just can’t let these feelings go
So I put on my smile and I start the show
Note: I was initially hesitant about posting this poem because I wrote this during one of my hardest struggles with depression. I am so thankful to have poetry as a healthy outlet for expressing my emotions, as I don’t know how else I could make sense of these unbearable feelings. If anyone ever needs someone to talk to about their own struggles, I am always open for discussion!
February 22nd, 2018
I thought that I knew her
I thought we were friends
But after some time
Friendship seams to end
She went on the defense
She told me I lied
So she got this outcome
And I’m the one who cried
She was my Matron
But she had no honor
If she can’t see both sides
Then she brought this upon her
Doll Poetry 