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Searching in the low light,Twisting on the needles,Head spinning,Tongue swelling,Hands trembling,Heart aching,Eyes all grainy sleepy andI cannot drift away.Memories melting in the shadowedCylinder of sod off,Churning in the bronzing goldAnd swirling past my nose,Faces laughing,Shoulders hunching,Fingers clawing,Legs twinging,Eyes all bleary sandyAnd I cannot switch me off.Brightening the day light,Dimming down the fairy l...

In the darkest depths it’s foundIn each corner of the round Its nature is to make you doubtWhat it is you’re all about Escape it once you’ll barely gleanThe likes of this infernal machine Up to bat once againYou feel its claws digging in Try to shake it a little bitIt never knows just when to quit Sure it’s easy to just check-outThis is certain, without a doubt Fight the urge with all you’ve gotFor what comes next you kno...

Welcome Back

What is it with therapists and writing?

Fall's returned to give me it's lift My sanity, energy and outlook Returned, I am up early, life is a gift Smiles, I work, exercise, even cook Summer's heat zapped my soul Slowly I eroded and lost control Functioning became my only role I felt that slip, I fell into my hole Leaves rustle gently down as they rain Their sounds soothe, to still me My mind is settled, I feel no pain Colors and hues of autumn, I'm free Family...

All Mixed Up

Mind drippings

I never know how to say My mind has gone awayTurning black from grayI hate being this wayWhispered confusionMixed within delusionAnd fearful destitutionSeeking restitutionGasping for airUnder total despairAttempting to shareBut the words are not thereFleeting thoughtsOf how we are taughtTo take another shotWhether you make it or notGive it your bestBe normal, like the restWeighing on my chestHeavily suppressedThese chains...

The night continues to falland I become one with the shadows. Struggling to stay afloat,I am stranded in this unrelenting flowwaiting for an ebb that never comes.This tide is not turning. A darkness has awakened in me. You can cut its roots at the surface,but it lives in twisted stemsand thrives in coiled tendrilsthat are anchored in inky depths.It is here that I shrivel and decay.Enshrouded by blackness - though I occasi...

Deep inside no one knows who I am, and so it goes;Depression rules this life I live and so each night alone I give;Into the worthlessness I feel 'cause once she was gone it broke my will; My marriage ended long before my angel walked through Heavens door;I've sought help here and there they gave me drugs and said, "I care.";I've begged for extensive therapy only to hear, "That's not what you need.";I wanted to scream and...

Total Eclipse of the Untrained Mind

Reflections on depression and feelings of unworthiness

Crushed by the burden of my expectations My humiliation is complete, And I am descending into a dark pit Of self-abnegation and contempt, My self-esteem shattered into crystal shards By the brutal hammer blows of fate. A mere scientist, I am justly punished For my insolent temerity In believing, I could trespass in those fields Reserved for more refined intellects Honed in the arcane skills of philosophy, Whose artistic s...

The sun does not set onThis face of mine,Nor soar on wings of fire to me,Nor rush to greet me,Kiss me, leave me,Nor burn and scorch the skin from me.It is I who moves awayWithdrawnFrom light and lifeAll blazing bright andCloistered inMy rising run,The weight of spiritLeft behind.In darkness seeps the weeping soul,The river dry yetFlowing slow,Still, from diamond dropsI riseAnd leave the day to grow star-shocked.Not I,Not...

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Mama Didn’t Show Me How to Cope - Chapter 1

How much can one write if their memories are a single blur?

I had about five minutes to think this over. Picture this: I’m sitting in the bathroom taking a dump, I have a case of diarrhea and stomach cramping due to having a stomach infection that occurred right after I returned from my trip to Mexico during spring break when I suddenly see a video shared by a Facebook friend. The title reads Things People with Anxiety Want Their Friends to Know. I can’t say I am very concentrated...

Mama Didn’t Show Me How to Cope

How much can one write if their memories are a single blur?

I.Depression /dəˈpreSH(ə)n/ noun A mental condition characterized by feelings of severe despondency and dejection, typically also with feelings of inadequacy and guilt, often accompanied by lack of energy and disturbance of appetite and sleep. This is just scraping the surface of depression, because there’s so much more. There always is...

Where does the sun goWhen he sneaks away,When the day turns to nightAnd my thoughts fly astrayOn the wings of the whispersThat flit round my head,And the shadows creep upAnd crawl under my bed?What does he see,This bright sun of the mornAs he rides through the heavensWhere angels are bornAnd the stars of dark velvetFling ice chips to cloudsThat soft drift falling snowOn the earth in bright shrouds?How does he feel,Jolly s...

Come with me to a world others shun To a world of death and destruction Here you will find no absolution For the Beast rules with condemnationWhere your mind believes the deception Your hatred becomes your obsession Here your sorrow turns to addiction The Horror inflicts your confusionWhere your strength falters to corruption Your power will yield to starvation And you will fall to cold dejection The Monster demands satia...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Face in the shadowsWhere eyes burn black candlesAnd wax in the waterHas armoured the lips,A soul freezes hellWith the loneliness cruel,And the silence is lostWhere the knife of noise slips.The buzz and the humOf the jostling friendsWho are not friends in truth,Nor are saviours of peace,Are a salve to the guiltyWho hide all their...

Death by Disorders

No, you wouldn't understand ~ Understand by Christian Blevins.

"Help is on the way... but it never came!" - Help Is On The Way by Rise Against.  It began as a trickle,a wee stream,but it's growingnow the river looks more like a lakeand the lake likean ocean. and you standon the shoreawaiting helpthat never comes. [drowning in depression] And it began as a word,a wee breath,but they want morenow the breathfeels more like a gaspand the word likea mistake. and you standin your boxawaiti...

I Know

Battling the inner demons

I know how dark the night can get I know how tight my skin can fit I know how deep the cut can go I know how much the hate can grow I know how heavy my chest can seem I know how loudly I can scream I know how thick my blood can drip I know how quick the coin can flip I know it waits 'til I'm alone I know it waits to cast a stone I know it wants to come back in I know it may one day win I know it hides 'til the dark of nig...