PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Reach out, palms out,
hands catching the sunlight
bury the nightmares you keep replaying in a black shroud
and tie them down with rusted chains.
breathe in the voices in the back of your head and lay them to rest
alongside the truth(lies) and dirty words they whisper(shout) to you.

let the memories settle in your mind,
but never ever try to destroy them.
pick out the stitches from your wounds to see if they've healed

lift your chin and upturn your face,
learn to catch happiness on your tongue and wear it under your eyelids
And let it show in your voice.
because depression is a dirty blanket tied up in your throat
that willingly smothers all you have to give.
so keep breathing,

hold the sun in your smile and purge your insecurities
learn to take life by the throat
instead of sinking with the memories

so take them and break them into small pieces
and then remake the pain into something
that might someday save a life.