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Category: UncategorizedTags: Blogger, Depression, heartbreak, Hope, love, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, relationships, Writer
People talk about marriage, children and growing old They ask for my opinion And act surprised When I say I don’t think that far ahead How am I supposed to explain I didn’t think I’d still be alive at 25? Those highs and lows…
Category: UncategorizedTags: Anorexia, Bipolar Disorder, Blogger, Bulimia, Depression, Eating Disorder, heartbreak, Hope, love, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, Writer
I know one day We will be wine drunk In a Colorado cabin Laughing about how we broke each other’s hearts One summer long ago
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Pretty face Sad eyes Dark mind Don’t fall in love with a woman like her She will leave you And you’ll only hear from her By reading her poetry
Category: UncategorizedTags: Art, Blogger, Depression, heartbreak, love, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, relationships, Writer
Darkness is my one true friend She never leaves me And lives within me
Heartbreak makes for the best poetry Because who doesn’t love a damn tragedy
Category: UncategorizedTags: Anxiety, Blogger, Depression, heartbreak, love, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, Writer
The only time I ever felt alive was when I was loved by you And now you’re gone
Category: UncategorizedTags: Bipolar Disorder, Blogger, Depression, heartbreak, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, relationships, travel, Writer
I dance with death each day A bittersweet melody with a slow rhythm A dark room with a small candle for light The longer we dance The brighter the flame Teaching me to always hold on to hope
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Everytime I came so close to death I wanted to live And that is enough for me To choose to stay
Category: UncategorizedTags: Anorexia, Anxiety, Bipolar Disorder, Blogger, Bulimia, Depression, Eating Disorder, Heal, heartbreak, Hope, love, Mania, Mental Health, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Poets, Recovery, Schizophrenia, Writer
He lays in my bed and tells me those three words I say it back when I know I only felt that way about you
