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Depression

A Poem about "Depression"...not a very active or topic that is talk about alot

Damaged by abuse

Depraved and stained is my mind. Emotionally I'm unraveling not because of the blood splattered on the walls infact those force a smirk or perhaps a smile, accompanied by the sy of relief for abuse cannot no will no longer happen to me. But damaged I am and damaged i will always be. With Each act and every assault the parts that made me, me were violently stripped and ripped away from me. Now I feel like an empty shell, a well of torture memories that play only to rewind. I don't believe I've

My heart hurts

I know it's relatable to many of us.I mean most of us are victims of toxic relationships. It's hard to heal but eventually we'll all get better ❤️💯

Daytime naps improve memory and cut the risk of heart attacks.

Scientists found that people who napped for 30 to 90 minutes had better word recall – which is a sign of good memory – than people who did not nap or who napped for longer than 90 minutes. People who napped for that golden 30 to 90 minutes were also better at figure drawing, another sign of good cognition. One theory explaining poor cognition in those who take longer naps: Resting more during the day may be a sign of poor quality nighttime sleep, according to Gamaldo. “In the study, naps longer than 90 minutes could have been called ‘a second sleep.’” This poor quality nighttime sleep – the kind that requires extra-long napping during the day – can lead to cognitive problems, she adds. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

When I die

Do not think that I am gone If one day you visit my grave do not cry, just imagine that I am sleeping I will visit you with the dawn, I will hug you with the wind, I will kiss you with the rain and I will sing for you in silence because then... then, if I will have died.

Depressions manipulation

Depression has a way of speakin up on us Until its to late.we tell are self we are fine its just a phase.... what ever are denial statements are. If anyone that reads tjis and your feeling alone or that you have no where to turn. I am here to talk. NO PROBLEM IS PERMANENT. YOU ARE NOT WORTHLESS A STRANGER THINKS YOU MEAN ENOUGH TO BE THERE NO EXCUSES. MESSAGE ME GOD LOVES YOU.

FRACTURED HEART

Left between dark and light, Struggling throughout pain and joy, Wondering whether to smile or cry, Left through hollow and depression, Broken pieces that can’t be mend, Mario songs are only those I hear, Sadness has filled my swollen eyes. Trying selecting who to blame, I only see a mirror with my reflection, A radio playing my melodic word to her, Then a darkness where there’s no one but me. All eyes on me I can’t escape, All jokes on me I can’t hide, Hunted by days she was my happiness, Today

Consciousness

I never have the urge to take pictures of the moments I'm living,their engagement with my consciousness is enough. The perks of being forgetful are U only remember what got soaked in you and pierced your heart and made a permanent home in your subconsciousness. *** I can't believe I'm the closed room in a castle where nothing goes inside and a little comes outside. There exists only a window U think you know the world by seeing from it's perspective But it's not like living *in* the world You th

My heart is broken but I can't do anything

"War of heart and mind"

Feeling sprouts from the strings of heart and pulled up by the hands of brain....

Am I the bad for me?

A knife through vein would end me But where'd I stand then? My Soul would linger through the dead With no sign of life left I want to touch the sky See beyond the shady clouds I want to breathe inside the deepest ocean Clean myself and about My heart belongs to a different A difficult kingdom My mind is the stop of me To think beyond my wisdom I'm quite between the living and Living with non living Non living stops the living Am I beyond those shiny diamonds? Or I cost of the mud under the shoe?

Voice of heart

In my life, There are so many pains.... Some of them are found by my own self, And others are the guests who are not invited..... Now, On my hands, I have a opportunity to prove myself... If I lose it, I will face the pain which hurt me more than the death.... If I may to hear a voice which motivate me by saying 'you can do it', That's enough for me.... When I hear that voice, My all problems will be buried under the earth.... When my eyes were changed as a year ocean, Then my heart said, Our ha

Heart of poetry

Appraising the art of poetry ❤️❤️❤️

Brain or Heart

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Flower inside heart

I addiction of love

A SAD HEART

An emotional poem about life and trauma.

Broken heart that can't be fixed.

Broken heart that can't be fixed . Fractured emotions that's has experience a tender love once before, has really been ruptured by the affections of it's That which has caused its lover's heart to form a dense clutter of dried up leaves; And caused the breached heart to wander for survival all round, Which none was ready to give attention to the already battered emotions. Oh what has gone wrong? The cracked feelings has no other choice, Than to live with it broken heart; And apt for love to find

My heart

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