Depression is like a black hole.
Gravity so powerful it won’t let light escape.
A heavy weight on my soul.
Despite this gravity I still use all my might to stand.
I’ve seen so many fall along the way.
Unseen victims of bullies and apathy
All that is left is for them is to pray,
Pray that someone will show them empathy.
Positively love this guy. Troll by Shane Koyczan
There was once a young boy.
The boy could not speak well of himself.
He often call himself stupid, a loser, or worthless.
Each word added a chain to the boy.
Each chain would weigh on the boy.
As time passed the boys burden grow more and more heavy.
The heavier the boy became, the more he spoke ill of himself.
As boy grow more and more frustrated with his burden, he hated himself more.
The boys burden grow so great that he could no longer move.
Because he could no longer move he deemed his life unimportant.
While only thinking and speaking ill of himself, the boy was crushed by his chains.
The Human mind is a battlefield.
Each thought and emotion a battalion
Trying to force each other to yield
Yet they won’t earn even a medallion
Each fight scars our mind
Each draw a indecision
You feel confined
Your motives divisioned
How can you succeed
While your mind a disarray
You must proceed
and not fall astray
because the thought you heed
Is the thought you feed
“Books are the treasured wealth of the world and the fit inheritance of generations and nations.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden
I carry my past
As i plow ahead
All that I amassed
All that I Dread
Not to say this weighs me down
Not to say it makes me weak
In the past i would drown
I was always so meek
Now it is a part of me
It makes me strong
Without it i would not be
It is a part of my song
Am living because I want to be alive
I can’t be a reluctant survivor
A decent life I must strive
Or I become like a car with no driver
Am alive because I want to live
So myself I must forgive