Her thoughts in words

Tag: mental health

  • A “No-helpian”

    I know this is gonna be harsh It’ll hurt But I hope you’ll understand Because I sure don’t get Why y’all act like hypocrites Every damn day It’s lovely to want to help people To listen To always be there But how can you expect me to confide in me When you never tell me…

  • Tired

    Not sure what this poem is going to be about,Because I’m really not sure what exactly is wrong with me.I legit got eight hours of sleep last night.So why am I still tired? Why do I still drag my feet as I walk along the corridors,How can I sleep and sleep and still wake up…

  • No, I didn’t forget about my blog

    It’s been a while since I posted, hasn’t it? I honestly kinda miss it here. Just posting poems and write ups and pretty much whatever comes to my mind. But I really haven’t had the time. I haven’t even had time for myself since the new semester begun. But I’m managing… At least that’s what…

  • The girl who does nothing

    I’m sitting in my bed just staring at my phone. It’s locked, the screen is dark and I’m just looking at it because I have nothing else to do. Oh, no wait, I actually do have a ton of things I have to do. I just don’t have the energy to do any of them.…

  • In the end

    Hold on,Pain ends.I didn’t really believe it,When I heard it at first.But now I can see that it really is true,Nothing is permanent,This too shall pass. One day, I woke upAnd I went about my day,And suddenly everything didn’t hurt as much.I decided “okay, maybe I’m just in my happy phase”“I’ll probably just go back…

  • What I long for

    It’s been a long week, scratch that, it’s been a long month. My sister thinks I’m depressed. That’s funny actually “ha, ha depression” Like what the heck am I going through? Sorry, that wasn’t actually funny. Pardon my dumb ass humour. It’s a thing of the times. I wonder sometimes if I’m the only one…

  • I’m fine

    I’m fine,Or at least I think I am.At least that’s what I say to them, when they ask me how I am.Because there’s no point explaining,No one can really help me,In fact sometimes, they just end up, making things worse. I’ve tried ranting,Talking about my problems,But it’s either no one gets it ,Or they give…

  • A moment of indecision

    How terrible it is to be confused,To have considered all possible scenarios,And still not know what to do.You just want the best results.You don’t want to have any regrets.But your anxiety is at its peak,And no one else can really help. You ask for advice,And they give it to freely.But you fine yourself asking them…

  • Happy phase

    A happy phase I call it,The little interlude between My woes,I’m not in tears having a depressive episode,And I’m not numb from feeling so much. The happy phase is neither here nor there.It doesn’t mean I’ve gotten My happy ending,It’s just that time when my hope burns brighter,Than a newly bought expensive lighter.Everything seems weightless,…

  • The sound of a breaking heart

    I wasn’t in love.No, this isn’t a romantic poem,Entailing details of a lover’s spat.It’s a poem that tells tales,Of lost hope and forgotten dreams.A story of despair,Filled with raw heart break and tears. The sound of a breaking heartIs quiet yet so very loud.The pain paralyses you, rendering you sad and hopeless.You lose the will…

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