letter to you

“this letter is to you.the you that’s had a rough week.the you that seems to be under constant storm clouds.the you that feels invisible.the you that doesn’t know how much longer you can hold on.the you that has lost faith.the you that blames yourself for everything that goes wrong.to you.

you are incredible.you make this world a little bit more wonderful.you have so much potential and so many things left to do.you have time.better things are coming your way so please hang in there.you can do it”

dark depression

lost in dark depression

not knowing where to turn

i opened the windows to my soul

to see what i could learn

i swept up all depression

scrubbed the sadness and the hurt

i put it all in trash bags

and set them by the curb

i found stashed in a corner

a treasure chest of knowledge

that i could love myself

and wherever my future takes me

i know that i will win

because i opened the windows to my soul

and let the light shine in

shattered dreams

i walk on

microscopic pieces

of shattered dreams

i breath in doubt and feel it

consume me

pain burns a hole

straight through my cherst

and i can’t help but think

it would be for the best

all the while i’m listening

i hear the screams

“you’re not good enough”

they define me

My blizzards and storms

i do not mean to scare you

but there’s winter in my bones

and when life becomes to heavy

you can hear my glaciers groan

sometimes i don’t go out

because my heart has been snowed in

and it doesn’t take too much

for avalanches to begin

but do not get me wrong

there’s beauty in the endless white

the ice along my lashes

helps reflect back all the light

and it’s easy to find magic

skating on the frozen lakes

or in sticking out your tongue

to catch the softly falling flakes

the forest floor is freezing

but the trees are wearing coats

and ive seen the whistling winds

wearing a scarf around its throat

so do not waste your worry

on all my blizzards and my storms

i’ve got my internal flame

that always keeps me nice and warm

Depression kills u

“Dear me,

I am sorry,

I am sorry that you tried so desperately to fix others when your own hands were shaking.I’m sorry that i didn’t give you enough time to heal,that i let you seal the wounds of everyone else whilst your own were still bleeding.I’m sorry that there were days when smiling hurt but you forced yourself to laugh so that no one had to worry about you.I’m sorry that you gave all your time and effort to people who didn’t give the same back.I’m sorry that there were nights when you cried yourself to sleep and no one bothered to understand why.And i’m so sorry that i did not love you,like you deserved to be loved.”

Letter to myself.