Childhood · depression · New work

That’s a big mistake

That boy at school

Life already so hard

He teases me

Every day a new start

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I never asked for this

To have him in my class

He always bullies me

Such an ass

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He laughs with his friends

Just because he can

I don’t have any

No one understands

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I work by myself

Always apart

I wear it on my sleeve

My fragile heart

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Why do they have to be mean?

What did I ever do?

Am I so different from them?

Why do they exclude?

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Days and days

This torment goes on

Nothing changes

The same repeating song

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I can’t tell anyone

My mum doesn’t even care

I’m getting sick of it

I’m really scared

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Being threatened now

Thumped in the chest

Shirt ripped down the side

I just want to rest

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I am so fed up now

So I will bring an arm

I will wait for him

This time I will inflict harm

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The last day of school

Before summer break

He decides to attack me

That’s a big mistake

Childhood · depression · New work

Be strong

Remembering when

We used to be small

When we used to laugh

A joy to be born

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When parents could be nice

We weren’t beaten and bruised

Just relying on innocence

Not knowing the word abused

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But a few of us unlucky

To be where we were

Silence and quivering

Not daring to stir

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Not to get up early

Or to make a noise

Mustn’t disturb them

Cannot have a voice

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The beatings taken

Black and blue

Bones cracked

Shattered through

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Shy children

Not daring to talk

Too scared at school

It showed in the walk

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Where would we go?

If we could ever run

What would happen to us?

If we returned home

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We can always talk

Escape can be made

Talk to someone, anyone

You can get away

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You can always talk to someone. The scariest part is leaving. There are always people that can help.

Be strong

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1. Rhyming poetry to change your day

Fight to survive

The stench of them, escapees, days it has been

In the boat, it’s horrific scenes

Piss, sweat, blood and tears

Silence wearily breeding fear

Little water, no food left

Weak pushed overboard, laid to rest

They’ve paid their money to board the boat

It’s a wonder it has stayed afloat

Coming up to land, they see it there

They start to overcome their despair

“Out of the boat” someone cries

Pushed into the water by the other guys

Winded, swallowing water now

You are submerged, pushed down, and how

You try to fight with others around you

All of you battling to breathe too

You hear shouting, just muffled sounds

You feel other people’s bodies all around

You come to the surface and catch your breath

It seems like you have passed the test

You look around in the water near you

Drowned bodies in a sea of death stew

This is the freedom you have seeked

Only for the strong, not the weak

You swim for the shore, as hard as you can

What will you do? What will be your plan?

It’s still so far, so far away

Will you reach it? Get there today?

You push and push, more and more

You start to touch the sea floor

Exhausted, emotional, you reach the land

You feel the ground, the wet sand

You start to cry, you’re an emotional mess

To survive all that, you must have been blessed

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It’s so sad

It’s so sad, another attack

It’s so sad, another flashback

It’s so sad, lives are lost again

It’s so sad, family and friends

It’s so sad, innocence stolen

It’s so sad, anger swollen

It’s so sad, hatred felt

It’s so sad, violence dealt

It’s so sad, why does it have to be like this?

Innocent people surely missed

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depression · family · Life

Today I feel better

Today I feel better than yesterday

It is less heavy and I can make my way

One day at a time look after yourself

Think carefully about your mental health

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depression · family · Life · managing depression · New work

It suffocates me

It’s so hard

Weighing me down

My morale is

Making me drown

No matter what

I try to do

It suffocates me

Like super glue

Down my throat

Clogging my nose

No way to stop it

That’s how it goes

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depression · Life · New work

Rest in peace

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I feel so trapped in all that I do

6 feet under, no way through

I see the light, through the cracks

Other than that, it’s pitch black

I can’t breathe, no air left

When will I take, my last breath?

I claw with my fingers blunt till the end

Searching for help, in need of a friend

This coffin won’t open, closed from outside

Waves are crashing, soil subsides

Deeper my box falls, hurtling away

I will rest in peace, better that way

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depression · Life · managing depression

It all started when…

This is

My once upon a time

When the suffering commenced

And I began to rhyme

Family problems

With mum and dad

They were separated

I never liked that

As I was scared

Scarred in my heart

As a lost soul

Where to start?

Easy to cry

Never understood

Impossible to help

As if you could?

My shell protecting

From the outside

Impossible to open

This was my life

I would curl in a ball

To be alone

I hated myself

This was my home

Quiet at school

Colorblind too

Difficult to make friends

Oh so true

I would hurt myself

To inflict pain

Scratching my arms

What did it gain?

Burning myself

To suffer some more

Days dragged by

Like a chore

I wished to punish

To harm myself

Through all the torment

The mental health

Anger so dark

Eating away

Hard to push out

To keep at bay

Although crying out

Silently so

I needed help

For it to go

If someone was there

To listen, just that

It would of helped

A selfless act

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depression · family · Life · Love 2020 · New work

I wish I had someone to talk to…

I wish I had someone to talk to

How can I feel so alone?

Surrounded by my family

In my own sweet home

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I can’t put my finger on it

Unable to understand

Why do I contemplate?

How do I withstand?

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Constantly looking for an exit

I could leave if I want

Always putting obstacles

So that I won’t

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Am I selfish

As I think of myself

What would I become?

If I became someone else?

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I sometimes fantasize

About what could be the end

I think I need some help

I think I need a friend

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Life · New work

Quarantined asylum

I’m searching for escape

Got so much on my plate

It’s too much for me

I wish I could be free

Pondering what to do

Even considered faking the flu

Just nowhere to go nowhere to roam

Stuck here grounded, consealed to the home

Pacing the walls up and down

Impossible to evade this frown

Space is eluding time to myself

It’s starting to inflict my mental health

Being selfish now thirst for solitude

My bubbled silence my way, not rude

Evading anger in every way I can

Because it is not an acceptable plan

Am I cowardly how I percevere?

I do not know, certainly not clear

Cannot run, never really been my game

I’ve always been too stubborn and refrained

How long can I last this intense pain

Hopefully not before I go insane

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