Saturday, September 30, 2017

Memories of You


It was nice to know 
That someone was there 
Who understood 
And stayed with me
During the darkness
I wasn't alone
You endured this, too
Maybe I can get through this
As long as it's with you

You were a voice for millions
You spoke the words that they couldn't speak
You even had words left for me
We sat together
And weathered this despair
When the days came
That I swore I couldn't do this anymore
You shed the light
For me to see

But now you're gone
I can't wait for you anymore
I feel pretty empty
Aside from my memories of you 
Sitting beside me
And holding my hand
Whispering that we'll get through this
It isn't the end

The stormy days are upon me
Can I get through this
Like we used to
Except now I'm alone
With just my memories of you
They won't keep me warm
Clothed or fed
But maybe they'll be just enough
To save me in the end

I'll think of you and smile
Despite the tears on my cheeks 
Of how you would hold me
And brush away my fears

So rest now
Find peace
I pray that where you are now
Is better than the place you used to be
I'll keep you in my memories
It's enough
To last me until
We can meet again
My friend

Written by Zara P. September 29, 2017 

Friday, September 8, 2017

Irrational

It feels like vomit
Surging in my stomach
Climbing up my throat
But it's not
It's just my friend
Anxiety
Oh no
I had an encounter
With unpleasant things
Time to hide
Panic
Run and cry
It itches
And scratches
At my skin and bones
The headache is coming
That's the way it goes
Why am I like this
How will this end
I reach for that glass
Beside my bed
Fill it with liquor
And just try to relax
I'm drowning in my fears again
Screaming won't help
Alleviate this pain
Only the amber liquid
Swimming through my veins
Stop this
Stop this
Stop this monster
That chokes me and holds me down
It takes my energy away
So I lie here and wait
For this episode to end
Why does this happen
What purpose does this have
My brain creates these irrational fears
That clearly I deserve
It feels like vomit
Spilling from my mouth
Why did I even bother
Leaving my house
Stop this
Leave me
I'll be fine
I guess

Written by Zara. P, September 8, 2017 

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