r/Poetic_Corner

"Depression"

Depressive.

It's so excessive.

It's almost impressive with how it's so oppressive.

Truly obsessive, a obsession.

A session of the fascination with my devastation.

Comes and goes with it's highs and lows.

What do I owe?

Debt for the depth of my human soul?

Dread is so demeaning, it's inhumane.

Yet, I'm loyal to the crucial cruelty.

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u/Which_Republic4558 — 5 days ago
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Her own throne

If happiness is lonliness

Why are we always clinging on

She made an art form of holding on

To

people she couldnt keep

Testing fate

Losing her way time and time again

If only there was a time

if only there was a place

Where love stays and

people dont fade away

Homes lost and hearts broken

Life rebuilt and roots replanted

Beginning again even when we lost all the love we spent

Coming back to herself even if she has to keep her own tent

Wasn't that the way they said

You cant stay where theres food no longer served

Your trauma a home for rebirth

The sharp stones he threw

Paved a way to your truth

Not much else to do

When you came back from that-

you make this life worth it

Theres no turning back

My bleeding heart finally

A queen with her own throne

Dont step to close

Or she may have to simply

Leave you all alone

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u/Bluebirddiaries — 5 days ago
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It was effortless

The way she carried her heart around on her sleeve

Like a pearl just showing off how delicate and rare it is But

She didnt even have to try

Her eyes like a doe but held so much pain

Striking yet sad

Like it was rare she ever looked at peace

Always on edge if not after the downfall awaiting it

But there were moments

Where she felt time stood more than still

Like a warm towel out of the dryer after the bath

Or when a baby laughs and you hear literal magic coming to the material world

Where he looked in her eyes and smiled softly but with intent than kept the gaze like a hypnotizing thief after a heart of gold.

It was more than happiness but a peace that came over her, unlike any other love

Where love and love itself, really was all she needed.

A love so deep and encompassing, That she feared she'd never be able to truly walk away from it,

Nor ever find again.

She looked up at the sunflowers in awe,

The sun beaming on his face yet he remained unflinching

He grabbed her hand,

"You'll never find another like me, babe"

So much her tender heart had to learn,

Yet,

She was willing to learn it, if he was real, if this was true..

She said under her breath,

Be still my heart, be still.

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u/Bluebirddiaries — 11 days ago