Mirakee
Our House
Our house would have been round
Round doors, round rooms, round bed, round tub.
We would have had a garden, a swing, a fence and a dog.
A spiral staircase, a library, an old stove and I guess it doesn't matter now, does it?
We would have felt safe.
#mentallyill
21 posts-
mentally_till
14w
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sick
to be sick
is to be
in a body that knows
how swiftly we all die
©isabellepettinger -
Anxiety
Rapid, shallow breathing
Chest burning
Stabbing pains
Restlessness
Thoughts racing
But yet almost still
Suicide at the forefront
How much more can I take and still live?
©devin2102 -
anthonyhanible
92w
Mentally Ill
Going crazy
Insane I have became
Pills doesn't help
So sick it's making me
My brain is not functioning right
Tears filling up
Running down my face like rain
Hiding so no one can see the pain
Killing myself seems like a thing to do
Crazy thoughts running through my brain
So ill
So ill
Mentally
©hanibletheone -
Getting to know someone
I shall never
Know a person
Until I Autopsy
Them
Taking them apart
Only then and only then will I know them.
©karma_tenpa -
I cry more then I sleep and I die more then I breath
©srmthepoet -
tiny_lil_writer
126w
Rain
Rain, rain, go away
Stop punching on my poor brain
So much water: drop, drop, drop
Will you ever stop, stop, stop?
I just want to go outside
Meet some friends and go get pie
I just want to walk, walk, walk
Will you ever stop, stop, stop? -
tiny_lil_writer
128w
Satisfaction
Not enough stars
Or maybe too many.
Too bright a sky
Or maybe too rainy.
Never in that spot,
Right inbetween.
Not looking for perfection,
But rather for a dream.
It either seems too good,
Too bright to fit my mood
Or it can seem too bad
And it just makes me mad.
Nothing's ever "right",
I will never be pleased.
No matter how I shift things,
I will never be pleased
- ©tiny_lil_writer -
tiny_lil_writer
128w
Dying star
Lost its constellation
Shining star
Shooting star
Dying star.
Star away from home,
Wanting to go back,
But it's way too cold
And the sky too black.
The star tries to shine
Its way to its friends,
But they are too far
And the star too scared.
Scared of all the dark
And every other thing,
Small star does not know
Of its surroundings.
Tiny little star
In the cold black sea
It will never find
Its way back to peace
All of the good things
All of the star's might
They all start to fade
Like its little light
Now the star's a rock
Sinking slowly
Somewhere at the bottom
Of the deep Black Sea.
- ©tiny_lil_writer -
tiny_lil_writer
128w
Storm of thought
Clouds after clouds after clouds
Not in my power to control them
They just dance around the sky
Until they collide
Until the thunder rolls
Until the unforgiving storm
Wipes everything else away
- ©tiny_lil_writer -
tiny_lil_writer
129w
OCD
You exist beautifully
In the middle of nowhere:
A floating rock,
A human brain.
Made of stardust,
But full of shame.
There's nothing wrong and yet
You take the blame.
Feeling the bullet
Before you see the gun;
Your feeling of safety
Will never come home.
But once you get up
And take a better look;
Change the perspective
And rewrite your book.
Maybe there's something
In going in blind;
Maybe there's beauty
In uncertainty.
And maybe not checking
One too many times
Won't leave you scarred
Nor make someone die.
And maybe you're brain dead
Or maybe you're fine;
A small human brain
With a soul that caught fire.
- ©tiny_lil_writer -
tiny_lil_writer
128w
I try not to burden people...
And yet I think of myself as such so often that my mentality becomes a burden,
An obstacle that prevents people from loving me
Because I live in a house
One door, no windows
I can't see who you are and what you want
So I lock the door...
Because my vision is my eyes and not my heart
And believe me;
There's nothing scarier than a friendly knock when you're not expecting anyone
And understand me,
I can't afford to trust sweet words and gifts
So forgive me,
'Cause I won't open up.
And no, I don't want you to take an axe and tear my door down
But I'd much rather have you banging on it,
Show me that you're not leaving,
Not leaving until I let you in.
No, this doesn't mean I want to be hated,
It just means that if I act as if I'm not there
It's because I'm not
I am asleep,
Living a nightmare inside my own head
And telling me all the ways in which I'm "beautiful" and "unique" won't wake me up,
But grabbing my shoulders and shaking me sure as hell will.
And sometimes hugs help
But other times I need more than that.
Other times, you'll need to squeeze the poison out of my brain
Let it spill onto the ground
Let me yell at nothing for no reason
And let me get angry at things that never mattered
Because sometimes
I need to bang on my own door,
Because sometimes
I forget how to open it,
Because maybe
My house is not dark
And maybe I don't lack windows,
Maybe I'm just blind
And I can't find my keys.
- ©tiny_lil_writer5 2 1
- gopikaameera U write amazingly friendvery much introspective
- tiny_lil_writer @gopikaameera aaa I'm flattered! Thank you very much!
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wanderlust_writer
132w
Read More#manic #bipolar #borderlinepersonality #insomnia #daysrunintonight #wheredoesitend #obsessive #extreme #borderlinepersonalitydisorder #mentalhealth #mentallyill #poetry #substanceabusedisorder #alcohol #sick #monsters #noonecares #depression #suicide #selfhate #mooddisorder #mania #crying #rarebuthappydays
pitterpatter comes & goes
my chest tickles
energy is an odd feeling after many months of emptiness
i sang to the birds today because i woke up and did the dishes
no i didn’t put a bra on but the dishes didn’t mind
my mother tells me i am a good girl, and i am
i smile without her knowing that is the greatest moment of my week
©wanderlust_writer -
wanderlust_writer
132w
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#manic #bipolar #borderlinepersonality #insomnia #daysrunintonight #wheredoesitend #obsessive #extreme #borderlinepersonalitydisorder #mentalhealth #mentallyill #poetry #substanceabusedisorder #alcohol #sick #monsters #noonecares #depression #suicide #selfhate #mooddisorder #mania #crying #tears #givingup
rude awakenings
some mornings i wake up, and getting out of bed that day takes normal effort.
other mornings i’m unable to keep my eyes closed because my brain spent all night coming up with new ideas, so the second the sun hits my face, my feet are on the ground running.
the mornings where sleep was my friend the night before are the hardest, though. when sleep fogs my brain, eight hours is a fraction of the amount of time it is willing to accept, and those morning are spent fading in and out from sudden noise, and rude awakening attempts, and the moment i decide to give up on sleep, is the moment i give up on the day in its entirety.
©wanderlust_writer -
wanderlust_writer
132w
aimless
i need more,
i crave it from my core.
the very essence of my being
spends every waking moment screaming
lost in a world so uncaring
where everyone just stands, staring
as i roam aimlessly.
with no where to go, i painfully
shoot the pills back with liquor,
sit and wait, suddenly feeling sicker
breaths begin to fade, heartbeats pass softer
living each day just to kill the monster -
wanderlust_writer
132w
daydreamt
heaven is not far
as i lay there,
beside you
its the breathing in and out
in and out
with slow moving chests
inducing a trance like no other
i get lost in the rising and falling,
and the mangled web of my mind
the birds are chirping now,
since when did i
prefer my reality over dreams?
it is only a matter of time
before your sweet sleepy sighs
turn into wakeful yawns
once again my days have run together,
due to nights spent awake
dreaming of you
©wanderlust_writer -
liquidland88
135w
Ghosted
You see, I've created a Ghost.
He's the type of Ghost that walks with me, talks with me, tells jokes & laughs with me.
But oh gawd, I've created a Ghost!
Do you See - his deep gaze on me?
Do you Hear - his slow kiss on me?
Do you Feel - his soft squeeze on me?
No? Well,
Maybe I've created a Ghost,
who's not quite here with me. -
theatrically_mentally_ill
138w
Read MoreTriggers have a funny way of sending someone into a world of chaos. Please, if you know someones triggers, know they aren't to be messed with. #selfharm #depression #mentalillness #mentallyill #anxiety #adhd #anxious #poems #poetry #poem
Triggers
I can go so long
Without thinking
Of you,
Yet I
See one thing,
Hear one thing,
Say one thing,
Then I go spinning into utter chaos
With nothing but you on my mind.
My hands shaking,
My feet tapping,
My mind racing,
And my eyes darting crazily
Around the room
While reliving flashbacks of
What we once did together.
You broke me.
You left me in ruins.
You destroyed me.
And here I am,
Ready to throw everything away,
To let you consume my life
Once more,
Just after one trigger.
©theatrically_mentally_ill -
Numb
Tired and sorry, but lacking resentment.
Sick of monotony, ill in mentality.
A menace to those I surround, numb to the pain inflicted.
Tired soul, lost concious, might just end it.
©oxyxeno -
upurnoggin
153w
Read More#struggles #skitzo #mentallyill #learningtolove
When your mother is mentally ill and it takes you 18 years to deal with it. JahblessYour world or mine
I live my life apart from yours
Although I am a part of yours
You see the spirit world and things unthinkable.
To me,
I see normal and I feel stable.
What is wrong with you,
Why don't you see you're not well,
What's wrong with me why can't I see I am not well.
Two different worlds,
We both think ours is the correct one
All because mine is the same as the next person...
But different from yours...
I think my life's more stable than yours.
When will it be over,
When will it end,
When will I learn to be just a friend?
When will you see me?
When will I see you?
When will we understand all things are passing too
Except love, I love you.
I know you love me too.
©upurnoggin
