#depressing poems
“And I hope that the love you’re searching for feels like the first ray of sun hitting your face.”
- g.d (the sun)
“Why should I settle for mediocre when I know I’m worthy of exceptional.”
- g.d. (settling)
“The sea is only as powerful as you allow it to be.”
- g.d (the sea)
“I realized that I want to be a warrior. I want to be Athena. The goddess who fought for herself, who had a ‘manly’ body and still loved herself. Who is known as the most courageous warrior. I don’t want to be Aphrodite anymore, I want to be a warrior. I want to be Athena.”
- g.d (become another warrior goddess, become Athena)
“And I did not realize how hard it is to forget you. Forget the friendship we had, the memories we shared. The laughter that rang through the dark nights and sunny mornings. The promises we made to stay together forever. But I guess I was justthe sea for you, while you were my anchor.”
- g.d (best friend break ups hurt more than anything)
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU
I FUCKING HATE RECOVERY. I HATE DEALING WITH MY PROBLEMS THE “HEALTHY” WAY
Fuck me up
I’m not making excuses but here’s a list of all my excuses
Texts from my ex
It’s like you threw a 50 ton weight at me and walked away saying, “How dare you call for help.”
You promised you’d still be there
And you promised the move wouldn’t bring us apart
Yet, here I am sans you
I’ve pulled my weight enough on this
Pull yours
Yeah, fuck you too.
1/12/18
Free
At
Last now
Your
Power is gone. I escaped you.
Turning 18 was the best thing to happen to me
So here’s the thing. I wanna die.
Stay tuned.
6/16/2014
I should have burned your house
Down
That night. You care more for
the things
inside than if I burned to death. My life
Is
Nothing to you
5/26/2018
You’ve made it well known
That I
Am nothing more than a
Thing to
Control, abuse, and to use to your benefit.
Why?
I didn’t ask to be your child
I am a blazing fire. My flames engulfing those who dare to come close. Most shy away, but the others, they welcome my burn.
Icarus and the sun
I sit down, mind filled with swirling thoughts, trying to regain the sense of calmness. I breathe softly as I’ve finally settled, quickly finding myself searching ways for improvement. I remind myself that no corner of me can be left ignored while doing so. Before I know it, evaluation begets validation, and I’m going off into how terrible and worthless I am. When I get to my feet again, only then do I realize how much time I’ve spent so focused on my faults, and that I’ve degraded myself down to dust without any recognition for what I had learned from them.
E.G. // Inevitable criticality
Too often I find myself going out of my way to please those around me… many who do not and will not give a damn about me.
- E.G.
Why is it that I write my best when I’m at my worst?
It’s unfair how these beautiful thoughts arise from the ashes of my happiness.
E.G.
Imagine writing the most depressing poem written with the most beautiful handwriting, but no one is really focused on the meaning of it. Everyone is more focused on how the handwriting is so perfect.
Sometimes we tend lose ourselves, concentrating on the irrelevance of something more meaningful.