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Black Night

I stand looking out at the black night

From the safety of my home,

Feeling the screams welling up in me

Wishing I could run,

I want to be out there in the cold

To have physical pain to bury myself in,

I crumple.

I am sitting in a darkened corner

Rocking in rhythm to my jagged breathe,

Shaking my head, refusing to remember

Telling myself no.

I break as the unwanted images come

Flashing through my mind like a silent film,

My tears silently flow down my face

And I see.

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  • DecemberSun
    May 29

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    Wow.... I am really glad you are feeling better.
    This is so vivid its scary. Shhh dont tell the children
    The part that hit me hardest was here
    I am sitting in a darkened corner

    Rocking in rhythm to my jagged breathe,

    Shaking my head, refusing to remember

    Telling myself no.


    Because it sounds like the verge of a breakdown. Nothing can make you feel so vividly as depression but while it makes great poetry, I am so glad you got some antidepressants girl!

    Lets have a hoora for prozac!