The experience of isolation
Hurting now more than ever
Causing angst and frustration
Just wanting to surrender
*
In these solitary times
I have aged ten years myself
Depression leaves all its signs
And made a home upon my shelf
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Isolated indicated the anticipated
Barely friendly, the glares so deadly
The insulated articulated they’re frustrated
Rarely steady and sweaty already
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Bipolar, PTSD and borderline personality
I haven’t been thinking rationally
Ask me how I have the tenacity
And I’ll show you I love too passionately
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It’s anxious times now crippled with fear
I forgot how to hold conversations
But I’d like to make one thing clear
I think I’ll keep my reservations
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Times are tough in this lonely lock down
I’d cry but there’s nothing left here
Is this where I begin to drown?
God’s cruel being so cavalier
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I haven’t been acting very mature
I’m still human and need to be social
So, this I would like to assure
That I am still really hopeful
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Sometimes it seems I have no strength
My promise is to give this time
I will work diligently and at length
And everything will be fine
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DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
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