Despair & Disbelief

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Depression

"Despair & Disbelief"   6 - 7 - 03



i've handled this far too long

i am the meak, weak, and unstrong

they told me to hold on, that it'd be ok

well, here i am, and where the fuck is that day?

i feel that there's no end to this madness

i am stuck in this unhappiness

where is the relief i so need

where is this bliss you promised me?

i can't take this anymore

i am the beaten and bruised whore

i have to end this life of suffering...



this cracked shell was once a human being?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

when the body tires of falling and the mind no longer is calling

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Karyn Indursky's picture

With everything going on in my chaotic life lately, I certainly can feel the intensity and urgency in this poem. I'm glad you used writing as an outlet because it's a wonderful way to express yourself while showing your true feelings without fearing rejection because you know you're words are beautiful when they're honest. Nothing frees me or anyone else more than coming clean whether it's illegal or not because when we choose to lie to ourselves, each other, God then we chose to straggle ourselves with our own lies. Thank you for this insightful piece of yourself in the form of poetry and I hope you will get those wonderful days promised to you.