Struggling With Depression And Suicide
Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.
Days of endless struggle.
More hopeful pills today,
Trying to appear "normal"
In some sort of way.
I am a 19-year-old orphan girl born in Congo and raised in South Africa. During the war back then, my father was murdered in front of my family and me. The soldiers entered our home while we...
in Mother Poems
Make sure to call mama on Mother's Day,
Her birthday and the rest.
You know she's sitting by the phone
Wishing you all the best.
This poem resonated with me big time. Instant emotions falling from my eyes. It's been four months since I've lost my Mom. There will be no one ever that loved me the way she did. Thank You...
in Abortion Poems
My sweet, wonderful child
What color were your hair and eyes?
How soft was your face?
Christina I feel the same way. This anger and bitterness that resides within me hasn't gone away. I'm doing a bible study called forgiven and set free that is truly helping me. I pray and...
in Mental Illness Poems
Daddy, it never occurred to me.
That you might die without changing your ways.
I guess it was the little girl in me.
That always thought that you'd change someday.
This poem touched me deeply. I found my father hanging at 15 years of age. He was violent and depressive. I kept wishing he would change as a little girl. My father never sought the help he...
in God Poems
Sometimes I look at the stars, Lord, and wonder if you're there.
I have so many questions for you; I have so much to share.
Sometimes I feel your presence, sometimes I feel you're near.
If I tell you how empty I feel, would you still be there to hear?
I'm reading this at a time my soul need it most, it's a reflection of my condition. More Grace